I feel trapped in myself,
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Trapped by expectations,
I feel as if I've been blindsided
In the dead end of life.
People pummel me from all angles.
My constant star is just that: constant
And temptation follows me at every turn.
Lying on the floor naked and unaware,
Lost in confusion.
My lust or my love?
Who'll help me decide?
Either way I feel trapped.
Without both, I'm lost
And with both, I'm with neither.
How can I decide
Except by putting my heart aside?