Being My Own Divorce Lawyer
This is how it is
To be torn between two options
And not know I am facing them.
How can I?
They say I’m too young.
It’s hard
To interpret the look in those eyes,
To hear those unspoken thoughts.
Yet I feel I know
Even if they are keeping it from me.
Hurried meetings,
Tears and promises,
Yet no sign of
What I hope they will say.
They say I’m too young.
If they wonder why I’m not
As cheerful, as bright as I am usually,
Do they know
That they are responsible?
How can I understand
Things they never show,
Things they never talk of?
And still those two options,
Those two ways
And being implored to choose,
When I don’t know what I’m choosing
When I don’t know why I’m choosing
When I don’t know where it’ll lead me…
I still don’t know I’m facing them,
Facing those two choices.
This is how it is,
Because they say I’m too young.
Copyright © Priyanka Kumar | Year Posted 2005
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