Please take a momemt to review after reading Lost Two Doors One white, One black Voices fighting to control me Hands grasping, pulling Trying to lead me where they want Tears make moist trails as I try to resist My voice slowly drowned out My feet slip beneath me I lose my identity No longer who I was, or who I want to be What once could have been Is a door slammed shut Alone in a dark hall The voices are gone But so is mine I no longer know who I am A life gone by The tears have yet to dry |