Why This Lust?

Why do I have to feel lust?

This lust overwhelming
So utterly human
Totally undeniable
Part of me as well

What I am
What I wish not to be
Those tempting things
My mind in confusion

Swimming
My sense uncertain
What is right
Blind to me then

Holding me tight
That craven lust
That terrible release
Trying to be good

I only wish to be
Entirely different
Than the rest
Not bound to instinct

I may be self-righteous
Self-proclaimed
But still I try
To defy this human lust.