Stuck in the middle
between who she is
and who she wants to be.
Stuck with those she needs,
those she loves,
but sometimes dislikes.
Stuck with growing old,
growing weak,
haunted by memories,
sometimes false.
Lost love, lost chances,
lost opportunities to be
not perfect, not great,
but whole, complete.
Stuck with myself.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
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