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

(chorus)

I feel like a sculpture
no hands, no legs
I cannot touch you
I reach out, meet your demands

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