Conflicted Feelings
My favorite teacher, how I adore,
Yet at times, I'm left so sore,
From the words that she imparts,
That twist and tangle up my heart.
I'm angry, frustrated, and confused,
At times, I feel like I've been abused,
Her words are like a tangled vine,
That leaves me lost and far behind.
But then she speaks, and all is clear,
Her wisdom like a shining spear,
Pierces through my troubled...
Yet at times, I'm left so sore,
From the words that she imparts,
That twist and tangle up my heart.
I'm angry, frustrated, and confused,
At times, I feel like I've been abused,
Her words are like a tangled vine,
That leaves me lost and far behind.
But then she speaks, and all is clear,
Her wisdom like a shining spear,
Pierces through my troubled...