Torn

I'm torn,

tearing at the seams.

They pull me this way,

they jerk me that.

The two in my life,

I can't choose between.

One asks the question,

the other silent,

so I say yes;

and yet I've doubts.

Parents and his taunting,

sway me in my decision.

Was I right?

Did I choose correctly?

The joke's on me

as I sit here torn

between two figures.