I Have A Split

I have a split 
Like a sundae
But in my body

I have cold feet
I wish my walls would melt away 
I wish that they could see
My perspective is blank
In the middle I stray

I'm tired of talking
I just want to meet
My maker in heaven
Because no one believes 

I have a split body
In a split screen world
I feel like too many people
Am I a boy or a girl

Why is my hand moving
Why aren't my legs
I'm a bit of a ghoul see
I died already when I was a kid 

I didn't get to meet him when I visited
I act like I have no fear
But I can't even tell if I'm actually here
Am a dreaming of a life I could've had
It feels out of my control like that

I have a split
I don't know what to do with it
My reactions are mixed 
And I can't decide 
I sit on the fence
but there's 5 seats

I sit in the middle so I can 
Feel myself eat 
Instead of on the right 
Where they can hear my cries

I have a split
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