You break me in two...

I sometimes think I'm like two people in the same body, but in case you're wondering, I don't have a split personality or multiple personalities, no I'm talking about the different side of me, the conservative side and wild side. Perhaps you would agree as we all have different parts to our personality and it depends how different they are and how and when we express them. Some people can be very shy but be outgoing around people they know. Others act the same way no matter who they're around, do you know many of those?! LOL Some people have a shy quiet side but also hide or occassionally have a wild side and that's me. Born and bred a Catholic schoolgirl, hence "schoolgirlforreal", because I say it "for real", I wouldn't call my wild side the kind that goes to bars and gets drunk and crazy, I mean maybe a little but not those who really know me know I like fun in other ways.

Anyways, I have two different accounts. I can write on this one about my beliefs, my tutorials and education on health issues, but I leave the other strictly for matters of the heart, whims, impulses, and love letters.

Yes, love letters. Who doesn't like to express their deepest desires? Perhaps personally in a book no one will ever read, or if you're on Hubpages, in a seperate account. Yes, that's it, a seperate account. What fun it is to let loose and be yourself.

Here is a poem I wrote called

You break me in two

Perhaps I don't always feel proud

of the person I've become

Perhaps that's partly you

who left me undone

Perhaps it's a growth period

that I must stick out to the end

either way, my friend

It makes me sad to lose my way

Lost

on a dark road

heading for an uphill tred

I'm looking and searching for love and understanding

while my pain I hide inside in my head

Oh if only I could find

some peace of mind

some ease from the pain

that this hole

in my heart

has caused

tears flowing now

from my eyes

heart broken

still trying

still hoping

still groping thru the darkness

I know the light is coming

I can see it's pale light

If only I hang on

and not give up the fight!

My sorrows are not talked about

I hide them in my heart

and try really really hard

to forget them and let them part

But they haven't gone away just yet

and I'm filling in the hole

with other friends and activities

yes this is my goal

It's not even fun half the time

But this is the price I pay for the "crime"

of loving

you.