Made of contradictions.

Guilty I must be, I am made of contradictions. 
I am the loudest calm human you'll meet. 
I am the sun and the sea. Some of me burn, yet some of me is freezing. 
"Beautiful brain" is one of the sweetest words I've been told. 
"You stupid" is one I hear again and again, until I testify, until I declare belief.
I swear I'm a fool, break the chains, zip their mouths. Their tongues hurt and don't purify my sins. 
I woke up with a wistful soul, and had a sincere laugh with my friend. 
Yes, I do have some of those, well earned, over a coffee, I never drink. 
My hands are gentle, when madness is not hunting my bones.
I always think my purpose is fathomable, you don't recognize it cause nor do I. 
I am made of contradictions you see, but aren't we all? 

Bonus part, the kind of contradictions we all have in common: 
I wear veil, but my heart skips beats for women. 
I was the one people ask to preach, to guide, to lead. 
Today, if you ask me for enlightenment about faith,
I would lit a cigarette, and stare in silence, waiting for my burning fingers to delight your path.
My veil is not to deceive. I believe, I believe.  
I love a country who forbids my existence. 
I walk on earth full of contradictions.
And yet I live on, with them, sometimes because of them.
I live on, I live on.

That's what I say too, in the end the God we believe in is fair more than all...I know. 
And thank you for the ps sweet of you to say so :'D.

We are all full of contradictions.
Live , laugh and love, that all we should do at the end of the day.
Peace ^^

Ce que tu dis vas très bien avec le petit conseil dans ta signature  
Kidding, carpe the damn diem, yes we should! 
Peace out.