"abigayle" poems
Left and Right.
Always fighting for first place,
always wanting control.
Never having a say in who I am...
It's up to Left and Right to decide.
I'm split right down the middle,
with an invisible line.
No one on the outside can see
but on the inside,
Left and Right are completely different.
Left, full of love and happiness.
Right, nothing but hatred and death.
Left
Happy, cheerful, loving.
Beautiful, smiling, talented.
Confident, humorous, graceful.
Soft, balanced, free.
Carolyn.
Right
Ugly, mad, full of hate.
Evil, scarred, twisted.
Trapped, invisible, lost.
Angry, ****** disgraceful.
Abigayle.
When will they finally make up their minds,
Those Left and Right,
Who will I get to be?
When can I be at peace with myself,
or rather, when can we be at peace
with each other.
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 4:16 PM UTC