Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
We are torn
This way and that
With things
With people
With time
Do you realise dear sibling
That when you want that
You tear at my heart
You tear at my mind
Do you realise dear loved one
That when you need me
I am torn from my own
Requirements
Do you realise dear parent
That no matter my love for you
When you give to me
I am torn.
My life at the moment
A balancing act
Of family, friends, finances and future
I am no different from all of the others
Busy and needing more time for me
And when I am asked for time, service or action
I am torn because I have to dig deep to find that to give.