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I don’t have to be the center
I just want a part
I don’t need everything
I just want some
I don’t need much
But I just want something
So conflicted within myself
Wanting more
But holding back
Holding back
For what?
Pride . . .
Fear . . .
Wanting more what?
Attention . . .
Love . . .
Acceptance?
Who knows
This is all too conflicted
Too confusing
This isn’t me
This is a mess
Better pick myself
Up off the floor
And walk away
From this place
This is not
Where I belong