I expect many things but settle for little.

I want much, I receive what can be freely given.
I lust, l want, l need, endlessly.
I love unconditionally but few reciprocate.
I am strong enough for a man but
It is the love of a woman that I seek.
I wish to live my life freely and without hatred,
Knowing that it is almost impossible to do so.
And yet I try, holding my hand out shamelessly,
My head held high.

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