walking contradiction - v1

i am a walking contradiction, an affliction of the mind cuz there’s never enough time for balance.  the dance between opposing sides, opposite views and two highly charged poles.  wishing to be told which way to turn in an intersection that yields both ways.  i walk the walk and talk the talk depending on the day.  i confuse people with my correct usage of grammar when i'm not dressed the part.  i play a starving artist on tv, but in real life i'm an athlete who works out just to eat. i slur words while i drink for further annunciation, i create from a slate, blank with innate trust, till the words combust from inside my ribs and out my gut onto the page, cuz i crave to communicate in such a way, i won’t play with your emotions unless i have to, not afraid to come after you if you won’t listen.