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I'm being torn in two My two halves are fighting again The good side The Mormon girl She wants to be righteous She wants to do all that she is supposed to Stay on the path Be worthy Be active in the church Go to BYU Meet a return missionary Get married in the temple Start a family Have five or so kids Grow old Stay in the church And die Knowing she raised a good Mormon family And then there's the bad side The rebel She wants to do want she really wants She wants piercings She wants tattoos She wants to be radical Live her own life Without consequences From those Above Go to college...elsewhere Meet someone like her Get married on the beach (Or not at all!) Maybe have a family Couple kids And live her days Rebelliously Enjoying her days Not caring for tomorrow And each side Have their ups and downs So Why Not Both? And that's where my struggle lies And how to combine the two Nearly opposite sides Into one Imperfect whole And that's what I'll be doing For the rest of my days Until I die After I die Is combine my two halves And make one And make Me
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Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
My Two Halves
I'm being torn in two My two halves are fighting again The good side The Mormon girl She wants to be righteous She wants to do all that she is supposed to Stay on the path Be worthy Be active in the church Go to BYU Meet a return missionary Get married in the temple Start a family Have five or so kids Grow old Stay in the church And die Knowing she raised a good Mormon family And then there's the bad side The rebel She wants to do want she really wants She wants piercings She wants tattoos She wants to be radical Live her own life Without consequences From those Above Go to college...elsewhere Meet someone like her Get married on the beach (Or not at all!) Maybe have a family Couple kids And live her days Rebelliously Enjoying her days Not caring for tomorrow And each side Have their ups and downs So Why Not Both? And that's where my struggle lies And how to combine the two Nearly opposite sides Into one Imperfect whole And that's what I'll be doing For the rest of my days Until I die After I die Is combine my two halves And make one And make Me
Just trying to define myself
felixxmarie
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69/Non-binary/American
Apr 3, 2014
Apr 3, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
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