Am I What I Seem? (a poem)

I am the girl who likes to smile as often as I can
If I become your friend, I will be your biggest fan.

The longer you know me, the sillier I become
I will make you laugh until your sides come undone.

I may offer assistance, but I often must help myself first
Because if I haven't "been there, done that," my gesture is the worst.

It may take several encounters with me before I come out of my shell
But soon you can ask me anything and I will surely tell.

With my humor comes a serious side, a part of me so deep
That often I lie awake at night with provoking thoughts, unable to sleep.

Of course I have a tendency to exaggerate, doesn't everyone?
Embellishing in the details can often make a story more fun.

If I'm ever truly satisfied, it lasts just a few minutes, no more
Then I'm mentally digressed into something else, because that is what life is for.

I'm still working toward my greatest hits, the version of myself that's best.
Am I the person I seem to be?  Is anyone?  Take a guess.






(Note: The idea to write this poem came from my friends, both old ones and new ones that I'm currently making.  For some reason, they tell me that I'm not always what I seem at first.  They say that the crazy things that come out of my mouth surprise them.  Especially since I seem so polite and proper at first.  LOL.  I love it when I can fool people ~)