You Are
  Too different 
    Too controversial 
              Too weird 
  Too quiet
     Too absent 

You Are
  Too passionate 
Too frigid 
      Too pushy
           Too gregarious 
Too reserved 

You Are
    Too opinionated 
       Too invested
 Too indifferent, disinterested 

You Are
Too much but
You Are
Also not enough

These arrows used to fly 
East and west
Between the bazaars and the mosques 
Down and up
From my beating heart 
To my silent mouth, forging
Right angles containing me 
In burnished boxes glittering bright 
But in the moorings 
Of all these paradoxes writhing out 
Like strident dirges from treacherous lyres
Howling of brimstone and hellfire
Now I hear only one thing 
I only hear that one constant thing

YOU ARE!

In the refrains that ring
Thunder and break 
I hear it sing:

YOU ARE!

In all that cacophony 
In the clarion calls of propriety 
Pounding, rounding endlessly 
From the steeples of society 
That is all I ever hear now 

🌸 YOU ARE! 🌸 YOU ARE!  🌸 YOU ARE! 🌸

Yes I am! I finally am! This is me
And that is all I ever need to be.