these feelings inside
like a gnawing on my brain
this anger that im feeling
its love all the same
those eyes bearing into my soul
those hands ripping clothes off of me
its his hands that make me feel whole
his eyes that see who i want to be
my heart is saying i want you now
my mind is saying dont be so naiive
my heart,saying i must have your love somehow
my mind, saying let him leave
im torn between myself,
my heart, but, my mind
im torn between myself,
loving you, but, still i cry