Torn apart
One side is the country girl
Get me in the woods
On a four-wheeler
Southern accent
Down in the dirt, dirty
The other side so different
Sophisticated
Classy
Professional
…northern
Clean
Indoors
How do I connect the two?
I feel like I have to choose between them
I see it in the men I like
They are either business
Or extreme country
If I choose the city boy –
I lose my crazy side
Feel sort of beneath him
Because I like to do a lot in the country
If I choose the country boy –
I lose my dreams
My want for professional
For nice things
I feel like I’m the smartest around
No drive to be better
Is it possible to have both?
I don’t think I’ve met anybody
Like me
In male form
I don’t want to choose
Sophisticated or fun
I want to be happy
And I want him to be happy
Not short term
But long term
Anyone can be happy for a few months
Maybe even a few years
But it’s when I start realizing
All the parts of
That have shriveled up
And almost died
That I see
I can’t do this
But by then it’s too late
My heart is already hurting
It is set up to break
Not only that
But because I didn’t listen in the first place
And I didn’t choose to wait
Like I was told
I will now hurt him as well
I can’t do that to david!!!!
He is too good for that
He is a wonderful man
But God he is NOT FOR ME
I don’t know why I’m telling you that
I’m the one who needs convincing
Why am I so willing to sacrifice half of me
HALF OF ME
For some thoughtful words
And a good feeling?
Why am I not content
Content with you
With who you want to be for me
I want you to be my lover
But am I willing to pay the price
The price of letting go of a MAN
And holding onto you
I don’t see you that way
I wish I did
I want to
But I see you as someone
Something
That cares about part of me
But the other parts don’t matter
You care about the things
Things that affect you
BUT
The things that I want
The things that are important to me
You don’t care
So why would I trust you
Why would I go to you
To fulfill that burning hole inside of me?
I want someone who cares about the unimportant things
And to stupid me
You don’t
I know it in my head
I know you see both sides of me
I know you love both sides of me
But it doesn’t permeate
It doesn’t pervade my spirit
My emotions
So instead I view you as a sort of enemy
Someone who wants to destroy me
And if the one who created me feels that way
Why wouldn’t I?
I want you to be my lover
But first I need to be wooed
Because I don’t see you as someone who can be my everything
I want to
I yearn to
By I don’t
I just don’t
So take these two sides of me
The country twang
The business classy
Mesh them into one Kara
And become the lover I long for
Please Father
Show me the lover I long for.
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