Trap Poem by hannah cobb
Trap
Who am I when I am trap in two worlds.
One in which I am holy, and one when I am not.
Should I fit in with the others like my friends
and be an outcast to my church
or stay true and holy to my church
but be a outcast to my friends.
Once a week I am being holy
and the rest of the week being as unholy as I can be.
I have two lives but can stay true to one.
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