Contradiction

I'm a living oxymoron I brave the world but tremble People will be loved often Then hated just a little You'll meet my patience today Tomorrow you'll see my storm Under the stars we lay See me in a different form I'm a careless woman Then calculated when scared You're sheepish because I'm sane But sometimes sanity impaired Drunken words become the equivalent Of an intoxicated heart Am I too passionate? Yet your heart listens for me In the absence of hesitation You're still here, amazingly.