The Cutting Edge

Consumed with this 
Consumed with that  
Don't say this now 

Don't do that later  
Must show up this eve 
Must meet so-and-so here  
Might offend him 

Might enrage her.  
Strings and bows  
Become knots and yokes  
"If this," "then that," and 
"I'll lose!" 
Yes, you'll lose. 
You'll lose your head, your heart, 
your soul, your shoes. 
Please them here, please them there -- 
there's an endless amount of pleasing to spare. 
But it begins to wear. 
They see you losing so much 
but they don't know how to care, 
they've not much to say -- 
because they never knew you, 
anyway.