You analyse my every word...every deed
Assumptions are constantly made
Feelings and attitude run hot and cold
I'm never sure where I stand with you
I am tired of justifying every action
Explaining each decision carefully
Guarding my thoughts and words
To avoid offending you at all costs
I like to talk, reasoning out a problem
Clear the air...move on to other things
Like licking, sucking, tasting, fucking
But what I offer is not enough, never enough
I wish I were different emotionally
That I could attach to other people
As easily as they seem to attach to me
A lover loving without limits or regrets
Alas, it is not meant to be for me
I must make my own happiness
I have no need to play hard-to-get
No desire for games or manipulations
I am just fine
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