I’m Torn
Not like a piece of paper I ain’t one
Between being madam bossy
Having what I want when I want it
And waiting patiently for it to come
Between shouting out my mouth and shutting my heart
And opening my heart and listening
Between being told and being the one to say
Between being this wife material cut from a rare fabric
And being a hoeic material common fabric
Between being irresistable and being the one to follow
Between the strong willed versus breaking
Between stopping here and writing on
Picking up or blacking in my phone
Between the altar and the door
No glue to stick
Still torn
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