Odyssey - Adequate
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You, please take my heed
I'm not ashamed upon serving to your every need
But while proud
I can't out loud
Admit internal tempests

Here, two halves of me
How can they simultaneous, or have I yet
To one forsake, and one partake
Must I decide or perish?

Placed in the middle am I,
Is it futile to try
to be separate as one?
Am I to wander on the line
On an edge sharpened fine...
Tell me, which one am I...?

Am I ember,
Flickering, fading
Matter intangible, and yet once more I burn
For something grander (oh)
Am I a whisper,
Here in an instant
Vanishing just as fast
Oh, please tell me I at least can say I am adequate!!!

Fresh fertile fields of circumstance
Are the the seeds that beckon forth with life
What shall I grow,
What have I sown
For such a crop of inner strife?

I beg of your sympathy
For I know you fell the same as me
Your hand in mine, though we have died
We may continue living