A-side. Flip-side.
East. West.
Port side. Starboard.
Heads. Tails.
Why can't I just
be either-or
instead of and-both?
It's hard always being the
brave heroine who saves the day;
brave heroine who saves the day;
when there are days, all I want to be
is the princess who needs the saving.
How do you make a compromise
between this overbearing adult
and the rebel kid whom it
shares the same shell with?
Why can't I remain as this dreamer,
who falls asleep at night
with heart full of hopes and dreams;
instead of waking up as this realist,
who questions every good thing
that blows her way.
I feel like a tossed coin
that never got the chance to land;
and now I'm just endlessly, aimlessly
flipping around up in the air,
never knowing which side
should I ever become.
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