I

I am not the puppy you cuddle,

I am the tigress you watch out for

I am not the vertical city you explore

I am the home you worship

I am not the road side pizza shop you crash into

I am the homemade food you crave for

I am not the rain you enjoy

I am the thunderstorm you avoid

I am not what you want

I am what I am

so don’t try to mould me

for your hands might burn