| TORN Why is my heart torn? why must my naive ways continue? I dream But dreams clash with reality in a stunning display An explosion of colors, words...emotions And I sit And stare at nothing At you At me Trying to figure out just what I should say And how I should say it Because the hardest words to get out sometimes Are the ones you want to say the most And no matter how hard you try to express your actions Words are not strong enough And your voice cannot rise above everyone else's and their voices mingles with yours and your torn Torn between what you want- and what's best for you How do you choose? |