A Part of the Whole

from Nina - Tuesday, April 19, 2005
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What do you do when you feel you are crazy,
when you know at least four or twelve seperate personalities in you.
What do you do when noone understands
not even yourself.

What do you do when some people see a part of you
a real one know doubt
what do you do when that part begins to rarely come out

What do you do when you feel to be so many things
the bitch, the victim, the virgin...the whore
The mother, the child, the lover and the chaste

What do you do when the one who understood a part of you.
a part not all unfortunately
no longer cares for what you do.
Or if he does, for their own sanity's sake
...leaves you.

But he didn't leave you did he
no
he was told

And now the child once more,
although the whore this morn
knows she cannot call
the only one who ever imagined to love
For tommorrow who knows who she will be

What do you do when there's noone to love
the memory of it seems fake
for if it was real
it would still be here wouldn't it
but if it's not here, what is this pain

You've never known
and so you cannot understand
why I cry and laugh
For lost loves one moment,
and the fools that fell, the next

What do you do
What would you do
you cannot say
you will never know