Days of Me

When I think of me, I think excited
I think shy, but ready to explode
Considerate to strangers,
Sarcastic with friends,
Me, the lover of many
Opinion-less me, happy me
Air plane rider and people watcher,
Unusual me, hopping on the stairways
And crawling on the floor
Crazy me, willing to do,
Ready to go, fish eater
But not the fish catcher,
Sitting alone, keeping to myself,
Quiet me, wary of the unknown
Running my heart out,
Determined me, going to win that medal
Laugher and writer, carer of friends
Player with instruments and kids alike,
Attempted comforter, failed cheerer,
Self-conscious me, what’s that
Reflection look like in the mirror,
Ruiner of words, spilling from
My lips in tumbles of nonsense,
Un-noticed me, behind the scenes
Don’t mind me over here,
Unfathomable me, confuser of
Friends and strangers alike,
Calmer, keeper of the peace,
Stopper of the fights, rememberer
Of all things, records filling eternity,
Worried me, apprehender of the future
And preparer for what will come.

*Yes, I have another poem called "Days of Me". Since I'm taking Creative Writing again a few repeats are inevitable, lol.  I think I like this one better than my last one.*