Pleasing different bits of you
You, wanting intimacy
You, demanding respect
You, trying to be free
And you, expecting, always
It's a tough, tight line to walk.
You couldn't turn your back to either
Without letting a part of you die
You know you can't please them together
You know you couldn't not try
But no matter what step you take
some would feel cheated, some stifled
So all you can do, I guess
Is fill each void a little each time
And letting a little be, hurting
Knowing that the sum of the parts
Will always fall short
For everyone
Especially for yourself
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