Do not imagine yourself with me 

That is dangerous 

Because whatever you are thinking is not what you will get

I am not what you see at first sight 

In fact,

I am not what you see with weeks of knowing me.

It takes months if not years to know me

Because with me,

Comes all of my baggage

With me comes explanation after explanation of why I act the way I do 

With me comes my past and every burden that follows.

When you get me,

You get all of my confused emotions

And random bursts of sadness that cannot be explained

With me comes

Things you didn’t think were a part of me 

Things rooted deeper than anything you can dig up.

I am a mess dressed up in pretty packaging and a nice bow

I am deceiving.

So please,

I beg you,

Read the warning before you open me.