Love this contradiction in me.

I dance to tunes in my own head and sing when no one’s watching.
 Hold up my face to the skies in wonderment letting the raindrops caress me.
 I like long drives and quiet moments as much as a wild club night of dancing.
 I don’t trust or love easily, but when I do, I love with all my heart, not one drop less.
Surrounded by many but often alone in the crowd.
 Misunderstood by many but understood perfectly by those who matter.
Shyness deceptively disguised as arrogance. A child at heart, yet told I’m mature beyond my years.
 A contradiction, if there ever was one. Me.