them

part of me don’t feel like making it at all
part of me feels like making a free fall
part of me don’t like the taste of defeat
part of me feels like standing on my feet

part of me don’t like singing it at all
part of me feels like waiting for your call
part of me don’t like the rhythm of the beat
part of me feels like leaving my seat

you don’t know how to chose them
or lose them

you certainly confuse them.