Absent minded
Incompetent
Foolish
Not confident

Not casual, neither formal
Not bizzare, neither normal

I don't know what I am
Or where I stand

Not an angel
To give a helping hand

Not a demon
To destroy the land

A lowly being
Scouring the earth

Yet gracing the people
With it's birth

Far from perfection
One thing for sure

No worries, not evil
Not rotten to the core

I want to know
My purpose here

But to the rules
I must adhere

A strong force
That controls me

I can't escape
But just let myself be

The complex being
That I have to possess

Has got me
In an interesting mess

But that is all
I can tell you now

I'm sorry if
I've left you wondering, how?