Me ... Really hmmmm

So who am I?
Who can I be?
As I step back
What shall I see?

I'm happy-go-lucky
And stand with no fears
Yet my pillow is soaked
With such lonely tears
I'm far too intelligent
For my own good
Questioning everything
Probably more than I should
Full of duality
The left and the right
Pains and pleasures
With each their delight
Believing in God
With all that I am
He the Creator
and I but man
Always a dreamer
With my head in the clouds
While everyone else
Wears their earthly shrouds
Somewhat aloof
And a little distant
A true perfectionist
On this I’m insistent
Life is so boring
Most of the time
I relieve my boredom
With wit and rhyme
An artist at heart
Who loves to create
Both objects of love
And objects of hate
A curious man
Dissecting the world
Studying its truths
With mysteries unfurled
A heart filled with Sorrows
Such loneliness and pain
Yearning only for lover
To whisper my name
Longing for love
And yet trusting no one
Can hurt run so deep
As to ever be undone?
Never too serious
Unchanged yet not the same
Always willing to roll the dice
For this life is but a game
So very methodical
In a helter-skelter way
Preferring overcast and gloom
To a bright and sunny
Somewhat absent-minded
To Life's more mundane things
Said the Mad professor
While he tinkers as he sings
Yes, I'm my own person
And I sing my own song
Some days it's short and sweet
Some days it's sad and long
Not wanting to follow the crowd
But rather walk a different road
Never being afraid to reap
All the seeds that I've sowed
Now if you tell me that I have to
I'll will assure you that I don't
And if you say that I’d better
You can ensure that I won't
For I am who I am
And I'll never conform
I'd rather be the exception
Than to just be the norm