Torn in two this life I lead
Unsure which path to take
I sit on the fence undecided
Hoping my choice will come by fate
I feel the tug of two different tides
one of upbringing, one by design
Wishing to make war on all i knew
to feel free at last in this stew
Facts and feelings intermingle
muddling my mind
I just want to be objective
to find the truth inside
When will it come to me
I doubt it ever will
I hope God you will have mercy
on me the hopeless shill
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