donatella

Torn in two
I am me, but someone else
Cut in half
I am the addict and the bleeder
Neither of these can anyone see
But together they are surely me
Even still I remain unseen
Cleaved in twain
I am the sane and the chaos prime
Severed in half
I am the too emotional and the hidden
Neither of these would anyone want to see
But together they are certainly me
Even still I will I could never be.