Stick scissor , paper , and stone
Hot or cold,
On and off,
Innie minnie , meinnie moe,
I said yes,
But I want to say no.
There's a pain in my chest,
But I don't want to show.
I wanted to leave,
But myself is telling me to stay.
I am making myself believe ,
On the things that I say.
I want to go out and shout,
But myself is telling me " do not."
"I need you." I want to tell you that.
But pride overcame me and told me to stop.
"I want you back."
" you don't , so shut up."
Talking to myself walking on a park.
Thinking of you , the same argument starts.
I am fighting, fighting myself alone.
And if I lose, who won?
Proving my own point , who owns the score?
Thinking about it deeply , what is it all for?
What we have is gone,
We are both done.
I shouldn't feel so down.
But why do I feel so damned?
All of thiss bliss,
Flashing in my memories.
That bloody red lips,
I should not be thinking , but I couldn't resist.
I was looking for someone like you , I admit.
You are someone I am not suppose to miss.
I slapped myself thinking of this.
Why should I keep something that I want to delete?
"She made you happy" , heart said,
Yet , " she took you for granted." Mind insisted.
My heart and mind debated.
Thus, making myself feel wasted.
I regret having that affair.
If only I knew it would give me much despair.
The damage it gave was beyond repair.
Even a war between my heart and mind is also declared.
Left or right?
I wasn't feeling alright.
Againts myself, I drained my light.
Heart and mind , please stop your fight.
One on one againts myself,
After all of this , what will I get?
My heart and mind are determined to win the contest.
I can't even decide whom to put my bet.
For when I lose , nobody won.
It'll still be a unanimous decision.
Still be an equal brawl.
Me againts me , will always end up as an endless draw.