I am something I don’t understand.
Still, I fight to understand it.
If I don’t understand myself,
how could you ever do it?
Would you even try?
I need us to talk.
Why can’t we just understand each other?
Why don’t you listen to me?
Why do you avoid it?
Listen to me.
I need balance.
I feel out of your reach,
because of your ego with no landing.
Why do you avoid it?
I know you’re scared.
But that doesn’t give you the right
to dismiss what I feel.
I’m scared too.
Still, I would listen to you
a hundred times, without regret.
I’m capable of drowning in my own feelings
just to make your fears shine.
Why do I feel like you wouldn’t drown for me,
when I’d give my life for you?
Because my eyes only shine
when they’re looking at you.
If you’re not here,
there’s no reason to survive.
I’ll survive in flesh and bone,
but if you’re gone,
my soul will die for it.
So even if you’re hurting me,
I’d still **** if someone tried to hurt you.
Because no one will ever harm you
while I’m still here.