The war inside.

What are you? Who are you? I laugh. It's like there's a war going on inside of me, And it's rather fun to watch.

Who are you?
What are you?
The questions turn around again.

Who am I?
What am I?
Again and again, they spin, they spin.

There are two voices in my head.
One who speaks logic,
And one who speaks drems.

Unusual as it is,
The one that speaks dreams is a coward,
Who only echoes what logic says.

While logic on the other hand,
He enjoys watching dreams.
Her little body shakes, and he laughs at her pain.

They argue quite often,
But logic always wins,
While dreams are put aside.

But something is strange.
I might be insane.
No one else seams to get this game.

Who are you?
Who am I?
Logic asks and dreams repeats.

I laugh,
This is fun.
It's like a war inside of me.

Author's Note

Beh...... It may not be tHat great...

Reviews

[Sharon]

Great poem. The lines, "They argue quite often, But logic always wins, While dreams are put aside." gives the reader a lot to think about. I can relate to the questions! Nice job. Beautifully written and structured. I also think the last line, "It's like a war inside of me." gives a strong opinion and thought. Nicely done! ^_^