wordsofhonestunwisdom

I want you

I need you

I’m a slave for you

 

I don’t flaunt you

I won’t feed you

I’m locked in a cave for you

 

I miss you

I hate you

I’m lost without you

 

I won’t kiss you

I don’t bait you

I’m in a state of doubt with you

 

I free you

I hold you

I’m losing hope, for you

 

I don’t see you

I won’t mould you

I’m trying to cope with you

 

You don’t want me

You don’t need me

You’re not a slave for me

 

You won’t miss me

You won’t hate me

You’re not lost without me

 

You don’t free me

You don’t hold me

You’re not losing hope, for me

 

You are not for me

And I am not for you

Maybe I can be free

Maybe you can be too