The Art of Chosing.

In a world of perfection,
I am casted aside.
Left to sulk in my sorrow,
Forced to swallow my pride.
The silence is soothing,
And Drama corructs.
Sooner or later,
Insanity erupts.
Bursts of emotion,
A bitchy surprise.
Verbal feuds,
And feminent cries.
Stuck in the middle,
And faced with a choice.
When this is all over,
The world shall rejoice.
Fighting temptation,
It's hard to decide.
And in other people,
It's hard to confide.
Time would be lovely,
But the decision is rushed.
My final solution,
Will leave someone crushed.
Full of emotion,
And full of distrust.
The source of attraction,
Is more than just lust.
Hormones raging,
Affection grows.
Eligant beauty,
Heart rate slows.
Imagination goes wild,
Opportunities fade.
Prolonged hesitation,
A choice to be made.
Indecisive frustration,
Complications arise.
This whole situation,
May be my demise.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about when you like 2 girls at the same time.. and are weighing the pros and cons that would result from chosing either one of them.

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Juliet8's picture

Hm. I like this one. You're a very deep person.

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