Undefined

Undefined

One day I bought a dictionary, 
Sat in front of glass,
And strangely came across myself,
On every page I passed.

It seems quite odd that everything,
Could fit in one small space,
And yet it all can fit in me,
And still be out of place.

I came to realize that I
Am more than just one word.
I'm full of contradiction.
I'm sane and I'm absurd.

I am a lie, to be quite frank.
I'm telling you the truth.
Now I will tell you all I am,
Though it may seem uncouth.

I can be articulate,
But then I can be slang.
I can be a friendly smile,
And I can show my fangs.

I am insecure.
I'm certainly too vain.
Plus I am hypersensitive,
Yet don't respond to pain.

I'm quite the little monster.
I'm also cool and coy.
I'm hopefully distraught.
I'm sadly full of joy.

I am all I chose to be,
Raw and unrefined,
Buffered and well-polished.
I am undefined.