Wandering in Wonders

Don't trust anyone, 

Not even me. 

Silly, very silly,

How is it possible that you do not trust yourself?

and no, I am not talking about confidence. 

Just trust itself. 

I laughed, then frowned.

Contradicting, that is what I can be

and what you can be. 

I'm as sweet as honey,

But I am lemon. 

I am happy but I resembles sadness. 

What is the truth?

Have I been spreading lies?

Have you?

I got lost,

Wondering all the possibilities

Of unnecessary thoughts.

Wandering in my wonders

Even if my grammar is wrong. 

I've been questioning more about myself, and about you,

Call me judgemental, I am.

I like surprises and both you and I always surprise me of how contradicting we can be to ourselves. Of how we coat ourselves in another layer instead of showing our real skin. 

Aren't we snakes now? 

Hmm, 

I'll stop now because it's rubbish, what I'm writing is rubbish.