She was torn.
not like a paper being ripped out of a notebook,
but as if she were a taut rubber band, being stretched between two hooks.
Both ends pulling her strongly every which way,
leaving her speechless, not knowing what to say.
It was in her nature to satisfy everyone,
forgetting about herself, now coming undone.
It is hard for her to decide because of hurt feelings,
so she continues on with her ways, hoping that one day she will receive wings.
She doesn't want wings to enable her to escape,
but instead allowing her to rise above it all, as if she were wearing a cape.
With this she then will be able to soar from up above,
and maybe then she will finally notice the importance of self love.
