In a quandary

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Coming to think of it  I dont even know where the words came from



 In a quandary.

Dec 3, 2010
There is the goodness on the outside,
Then there is the devil waiting to sin.
Tis’ like the apple nice and shiny
With a wriggly worm within.

The devil is waiting on one side
For an opportunity to prong .
To make you do despite you conscience
Something you know is wrong.

Mr.Conscience sits disgruntled,
Always having to fight
The devils innovative ways of
Making you do what ain't right.

On the outside you are an angel
Deserve a halo on your head
Who knows beneath that innocent smile
Are thoughts that can’t be said.

You live a life in battle
Between two halves of yourself.
You feel like an orange
Trying real hard to peel itself.

You don’t want to succumb
To the enticing devilish delights
Yet you cave in once again
When the devil incites.

The fight is a hard one each time
You try to do what is not wrong.
But the compulsion to have fun
Burns inside, deep and strong.

So you act nice and innocent
When you are required to be.
I can’t mention what you have done
When you thought nobody was there to see.

A little devil at a time is no bad at all,
Coz’ the dose makes the poison.
If there was nothing called wrong
There would be no need to reason.

The balance is a frail one to maintain
Tis’ like playing with hot hot  fire.
One little mistake and you’re all in,
Lighting your funeral pyre.


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