A Battle Between

I feel like a sculpture No hands, no legs I reach out, but I cannot touch you Doubt creeps in my mind I question what I am here for All I can do is hope what I do Opens another door I have a hard time accepting I will not be loved for what I do It's a battle between doing for me Doing for them, doing for you I try not to be mean I know I am anyway My good intentions remain to be seen But they will not be seen today I have no perfect equation I neglect people like you neglect plants I did not mean for this to be the outcome A door not open, we don't stick to plans () I feel like a sculpture No hands, no legs I cannot touch you I reach out, meet your demands