Two Different Lives

Feeling like two different people,

Wishing life would be more simple.

What to do when who you should be and who wished to be are not the same.

Whose is to blame.

To be a good mom and wife is what I know I should be,

However there is so much more to me to see.

I go through life always looking for more,

Because I know there is much more then what I have settled for.

Desire,passion, happiness and pure joy,

For I have had small glimpses of it all before.

Two different lives is what I feel I lead,

Which is the right for me.

Selfish dreams,

Of just feeling free.

Or the sacrificing of more of me,

The right path is sometimes hard to see.

Am I crazy,

Or should I forever stay planted in this place like a Daisy.

Two different lives,

Oh how the time flies.

How I wish in myself I can believe,

And one day a life with pure happiness I will see.