Here there are the beaming smiles
Here there are the ***** jokes
Here, so far away at only two miles
Here the canvas hides the opposing strokes

All shes memorized, and nothing she knows
But to teach her is to chase them away
To drop those who are already foes
I Might as well dig my own grave

And so I carry a heavy question
To chose a side of me
and abandon another
Half of me to no longer be

But stubbornness has an iron grip
And I fear I will never choose
Two voices to one lip
But neither I want to lose