No matter how insistent I may be
I cannot change some aspects of my life;
I may be able to express more glee,
Eat healthier, avoid destructive strife,
Perhaps learn some new skills, dance, act, or sing,
Or even traipse about in formal wear
But I'm not in control of everything;
Some parts of me will just always be there
Despite what I decide. Yet I don't mean
Those parts of me are bad, or I'm dismayed;
I simply mean they serve me as the screen
On which the others' shadows are displayed.
Of these there's one I think you knew I'd mention:
My need for you, your love, and your attention.
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