Sunday, October 4, 2015

in betweens

sometimes at night
the frustration becomes

as i fight between
the me i need to be
for you

and the me i want to be
for me

dancing the line
practically perfect

and emo indecision

trying so hard
to rein in
the insanity

a new reality

and try
with tenacity
to hold on
to what i have
with you

and the promise
of what i think
is true

years in the future
when my world
grows up

and life begins


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