Half

I am half.
Only the right side.
Half interested.
Half numb.
A heart, in half.
Half of the young girl that used to see
hope and beauty.
I am not kind.
Nor am I soft.
I am just half. Half of something or
someone that tries to
be just more than
half.
Half brave.
Half warrior, half demure.
Less than half demure.
Way less.
My world feels, half black, and half
a weird shade of olive green.
Half truths.
Half efforts.

Just half. Half of me
Doesn’t care. The other half…
hasn’t decided yet.