half and half

I am such a mess
a part of me wants this
and a part of me wants that

my dreams are cut in half
they are superimposed on each other unti  Iget a blurred vision

I do not understand
and yet I see it so clearly

I do not want this
and I do not want that

A part of me wants to become the other
and the other wants to remain wanted

I do feel like a broken record
round and round and round
and the lyrics are all wrong
and the music is off

so of course im dancing to the wrong thing

I am such a mess
I do not know how to tidy it all up
where to being
what to throw out and what to keep

I feel like two halves
one in this country and one in the other place
the place where I belong
and neither part truly belongs to me
for I do not belong to either of them

i belong to the unnatural
to the non existent
to the eerie imagination of dark saga
I belong somehwere between the oceans and the land
the airplanes and the cars
the trains and the wrong commands...................