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I've torn myself in two

can you help put me back together

sometimes I feel like flying away

but for will and want of wings

I haven't even a downy feather

we have this dream

all of us do

its the dream of doing what's right and

most essential for the procreation of me and you

I though don't just have one

actually, I have a few

one is the dream to beautify everything in some

grand scale way to protect its look so we will

see tomorrow's excitement here today

I've always wanted to be in some small way

in the public eye

my demise would be published world wide

the day I die

that's a sore spot with me

perhaps,

I don't know why

who knows, maybe I could possibly be somewhat shy

If I have an emotion and I can't deal with it

nor define it, it drives me nuts

with that statement for me  

there's no ifs, ands nor buts

into my benign being this confusion deeply cuts

I can break myself of this if I contain the

necessary will and genuine guts

I have to write if only to seize some special select

understanding

opinions on the whole of course are  much less

demanding

I have to lay claim in some way or another to

these unknown emotions on which I am expanding

my nasty and negative side I have been neglectful

in reprimanding

in the face of exasperation I am stiffly standing

when I locate these dark dour and negative feelings

and any others of similar like

I'll obtain the courage to evaluate what needs to go

and then make the objective counterstrike...........

(written Feb 1,1991)