Can you taste the futility
Of your constant chasing of me?
Why is it so hard to see
That I don’t want to be
yours?
Thank you for your interest,
but it is unwanted
and I get really sick
of how you’re undaunted
by
my
“No.”
I don’t want to be his,
I don’t want to be hers,
I want to be mine,
I want to be sure
of who I am
in this large world.
This is more important
than being your girl.
So, please, back off.
Respect my choice.
Give me time and space
to find my voice.
Someday your file
may go under revision
but for right now
this is my decision.
Respect it,
accept it,
and move on!
May 21, 2012
May 21, 2012 at 12:09 AM UTC
Can you taste the futility
Of your constant chasing of me?
Why is it so hard to see
That I don’t want to be
yours?
Thank you for your interest,
but it is unwanted
and I get really sick
of how you’re undaunted
by
my
“No.”
I don’t want to be his,
I don’t want to be hers,
I want to be mine,
I want to be sure
of who I am
in this large world.
This is more important
than being your girl.
So, please, back off.
Respect my choice.
Give me time and space
to find my voice.
Someday your file
may go under revision
but for right now
this is my decision.
Respect it,
accept it,
and move on!
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