Split Soul A civil war inside my soul And I wonder what I'm fighting for, What'll happen if the wrong person wins? Like a two way mirror, I've got two sides, One or another always hides. Seems like I never can fit, Never can get my two sides to knit, Wake up wondering, Who am I today?
Reason for writing:
I wrote this poem because for a long time I've felt like I'm different things
to different people. This feeling left me very confused. Now I believe there
are probably other people as confused as me. I'd like to get this poem published
but I figured first I should get in the splotlight;on the net. So if anyone
reading this has a comment please e-mail me. I'm very interested in what other
people think.
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