I like don't like want to change to remain the same.

I am charming,

let me sing you to sleep with a soft, sweet, floating vox
I will paint the day away until no color remains in the sky
My daily yin and yang is a half-eaten New York style cheesecake on a black plate
all in our bellies adding more and more and more as we laugh and laugh and laugh...

I am not charming,

I play emotional chicken with myself, daring daring to rush headlong into mistakes
ending up scattered in pieces of insanity along the axons
I read between lines until they blur inexplicably
I toss the mess into a burning fire which resonates, originates from within.