Mixing and matching, twisting and turning.
Hoping I can fix this yearning,
to mix my two worlds into one,
but it simply cant be done.
I've tried for far too long,
I've come to realize I am not this strong,
To make my two worlds collide,
So now I have to decide
to which of my worlds do I belong.
What ever my choice I can't be wrong.
Because with this choice comes dire consequences,
My freedom and my happiness are two expenses.
But there is so many more,
So which world do I adore.
Which ever I choose will stun,
Because I know my two worlds will never become one.
Share This Poem