Conflict

I shrink back from the fighting of my inner self
Conflict holds no happiness, no warm possibilities
I run from conflict
But there is conflict in my soul.
The selfless is truly selfless, the selfish just wishes a few things from me
The selfish withing, she is not truely selfish. She is balanced
But she is heavily outweighed by the selfless as she fights for everything I have ever believed in
She fights for great things. She fights for equality of all people, for the safety of every child
She is me, but alas I am human too.
Every human has a heart, every human needs love
The selfless would sacrifice everything I have ever had to achieve my dreams
but the selfish longs for love along with it.
I am conflicted, I wish someday to have both