Torn
I am an ear to talk to a shoulder to cry on,
a lover you can rely upon.
aren't I owed the same?
why must I explain.?
I am tired of being told how to feel and what to think,
all this pressure is starting to make my heart sink.
I'm sorry I am not enough for you,
but I wish you didn't make me wait so long for the first clue.
I've endured your verbal lashings
I can no longer take your mental bashings.
I want to let go,
but why does my heart scream NO.
Your smile still makes me weak
I think it's our beginnings that I'm trying to seek.
how long must I hold onto him for,
the unknown is shaking me to the core.
I want to finally be me,
Yet I can't seem to make everyone see.
I'm alone and I'm afraid my heart will turn to stone.
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