ConflictedIt's afwul.When you just want tolaughcry?SCREAM.When you're tired, and happy, and hyper, andConfused.AndEven more so,You dont know why.
The Sun's Shadow.You are a prism, and I, a prison.I am the emminent sense ofDespair.You,You shower color,Hope.I,As hopeless as the grave,Cannot fathom the lyrics of the sun.You,buoyant like a fool's paradise,Cannot articulate the eloquency of myWalls.I am resiliant,I am reprimanding.You are fluid,Forgiving.I am the sobs of grief,As you are the cry of a newborn.Yet...What is the sun, without her shadow?What is life,Without the finale of fate?I am the yang to your yin,The callis to your character,The mystique to your lover.I am the vulnerability to your innocence,The scrape to your knee.I am the yang to your yin.
YouthSounds trickle through silence,Oh, how I wish they would come to life,And play with me.
Mother knows best.NO!You do not claim your future,We do,I do,He does, but,NO!Never you.You will do as I please, Mother knows best, Father knows best, Nurse knows best, But, NO! Never you.
AdultYou are an adultNow.No change to slip into it,No,NOWThe time has come,You are a wife,No longer are you a pubescent teenagerYou may no longerDilly dally,You rushed in,You were pushed,Tripped,Stumbled,It doesn’t matterNow,You are an adult.The challenges continually grow,More,MORE,And more,Twisting you and pulling youStretching you thinner and thinner,Life is a game,You are its jest,Waiting and waiting for you to end,No?Add more!Snap!You are an adult,Now.