My words ran wild again
And I blurted out their thoughts
Point blank, in your face, inquiry
"What do you want from me?"
I think it scared you
Appeared threatening and aggressive
Any yet I am amused in hindsight
Baring all my insecurities like that!
I tried to explain or justify
But I sounded over confident
Dismissing your right to choose
As I asserted my need to decide
Whether or not I found myself
Worthy enough to match your needs
I think you were offended
But you ought naught be
The doubts belong to me
It is not that you cannot choose
But rather me wanting you to know It is me,
I wanted you, to want
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