Promenades
I wait
Wait for the final accolades
Instead life hands me a hundred promenades
Promenades of infinite choices
Appearing in my head as infinite voices
Strange voices that consumed
Strange voices that confused me
Splitting
Slowly splitting inside
As if there was one body but two minds
Two girls and two lives
I can hear their thoughts
Their thoughts cascading like water down my spine
There was a line
A thick line
Separating the two girls and their two worlds from connecting
Connecting like two friends recollecting
Their fights
I couldn’t handle anymore
It was like an unstoppable civil war
Where I was the battlefield and they were fighters
But it still felt like I was the only one in a fight
Fighting with all my might
The only one lost in these choices
The only one lost in these voices
And I began to wonder:
Who am I really?
Who am I when I’m stuck in the middle of two worlds
Stuck between the minds of two girls