As Ive gone back and forth over and over again though out the years,
Ive been ripped.
No longer one person, but two.
It started slow, but soon became inevitable.
I quickly learned I needed two states of mind to survive.
One, I needed quick thinking.
The other, no emotions.
I started as one,
But ended in two as others tore me apart.
Word by word.
Rule by rule.
Was it difficult?
No, easier than anything.
Was I scared?
No, it had to be done.
Was I mad?
No, I did it all to survive the savage place i call home.
I am two people in one.
Two hearts, minds, and souls.
And I can never go back.
