I’m running out of time
As my soul breaks in two
I’m torn in half
As to what I should do.
There is that right
And there is that which will hurt
Neither choice is easy
All I can think of is you
I bet you aren’t worried
I’m sure you don’t care
If you did you would call me
mother are you even there
Your mind seems to wonder
It doesn’t know I feel
I’m not sure that it knows now
What is so real?
My siblings they chatter
Day after day
until your mind is twisted
And gone all astray
And so I wait
For that call that I wish for