Split into two so you have made a choice
Picked the side made of less of me,
The one who offers what you really want,
That unwanted desire
That erects suppressed dreams.
Trying to comfort this part of me
While simultaneously looking over my shoulder
Searching for the only part you want.
I should remember though
That even when I was whole
You never really cared.
But now you crave a tiny part of me –
A part I was not willing to share