My mom says I should always think with my head first. She says, if you have enough brains everything else in life is easier. Always make the smarter decision instead of pushing it away. Not using your head makes you weak, and using your heart makes you even weaker. But,Sometimes when I make choices I stop and ponder the thought of using my heart. Of doing what’s right for me, instead of others, or whatever makes me seem more intelligent to everyone else. Sometimes I want to lead with a pure heart like the people my history teachers go on about. I want to be known for being honest to not others, but myself. The constant inner-battle between my brain and this organ that makes me feel all sorts of feelings that differ from each other stops me from listening to my mother. Sometimes, I think, what if I use my heart? What if I say yes to the boy who is slightly different from other boys? What if I give up my ranks for others who work harder? What if I sit down and instead of thinking, I feel. In another world ,feeling could be the best emotion you can possibly have. Maybe people will even show them proudly. But in this world, everyone uses their heads and not their heart.

He was once my light, my air and fire, the one person that could bring me to life But now there he was, the lover I could no longer recognise He gave me everything and even though it is heartbreaking I am most grateful for letting me go He was my anchor, my healer, but once the seasons passed The beast came to life The anger, the disappointment all tucked deeper within your soul I feared losing you But when I saw the scars you left on the girl who just wanted to feel worth it I chose to let you go

There is peace Eyes are touching the sky Creation has begun Tears of feeling A life

jet black messy hair punk style drug addict aiden pristine braided hair preppy style acedemically focused me if I chose cute drugs my mother would scold me my father would ground me they both would cry but my heart flutters every time I see him if I chose academics my mother would praise me my father would award me they both would smile but my heart flutters every time I see him

Whenever I feel the autumn breeze, your face comes to my mind. Your face always so cheerful, calm, and kind. I know I have to keep focused, always facing forward and keep my head on strong. However, whenever the thought of you comes up in my mind, I begin to spiral on down the path of regret. I always think back to that summer sunset, the last time our voices intertwined. Spouting countless words back and fourth, having endless conversations. But, I now realize that you’ve gone far away from my grasp. I just had to get all the feelings off my chest even though I know it’s too late. I hope your happy with the person that you’ve found true love with today. Just know that I still and have always loved you.

Sometimes, the heart tells you what you want to hear. It tells you are in love, it hides the truth. The truth is unseemly and swept under the rug. Your heart tells you, it’ll be okay. It masks the authenticity that is relied on so often. It fights and fights with your head, why do I think like this when I know in my heart it is true? The head, it tells you what you need to know. Some are lucky, some not so much. The lucky ones will realise eventually that sometimes it’s best to listen to your head and not your heart. For you see, the real truth is found both in the head and your heart. If your heart sings and your mind is quiet, that is when you know that it is right. What will it be? Will you just let it be and continue when you know it just isn’t right or will you allow your mind and your heart to be truly free?

If I follow my heart like the storybooks’ show If I endulge in a love that makes my soul glow But is not an attraction I thought I would know Will it fade to fast, melting quickly like snow? What I feel is lighting my life up like magic But if temporary then the fall will be tragic Body pulled to yours from a force that’s magnetic But is it just lust for desired aesthetic? If I listen to the nagging buried in my head That keeps me awake at night, stressing in bed That tells me you’re simply too good to be real Then maybe in the long run much better I’ll feel Because science is one way to keeping protected Away from the risks of getting romantically invested You make me feel things….but that comes with a danger Maybe It would be better to just marry a stranger I could jump in and with a running start But that would mean putting at risk my own heart A moment’s desire could end brutal and fatal Sometimes I wish I was more mentally stable You are my now But my future is dim Will you be there or are you a mere whim? I know you want more and I do want forever My anxiety lessens when we are together It’s when I am lonely that the worries come out Scream into the darkness when shadowed with doubt Overwhelming my mind and harming what we’ve got You say live in the present but I simply cannot Mark the choice for me Kiss me in the black If I say no pin me down on my back If I like it we’re good If I hate it it’s bye But I guess that I can never know until I try

Walking down the path of life I come to a fork in the trail My heart says one way My head says the other A test I was destined to fail Rather than choose I straddle the two One mistake after another

My heart yearns to be free; To run away to distant lands Filled with flowers and beauty unmatched, But my head stops my dreaming. I cannot run to peace; I must stay here and learn to work. Everyday I’ll live in a cycle Of sadness and despair. Will I follow my heart to joy? Or will I be forced to follow my head To a life not wanted?

“It’s your choice,” she said. One says to leave, The other tells me to stay. One says to experience the aspects of the high climb, While the other says to lay low, and go through the caves. This side tells me to sleep, And the other says to eat. To go through the high trees, With the wind blowing in the breeze, Or to float in the ocean, With your plugged ears. “It’s your choice,” she said.