I See You

You intrigue me.

You have bothered me for some time.

You remain on my mind, almost everyday.

I struggle to see the reason why.

We are set on different points of the spectrum.

You drink and party on the weekends,

I write music and take care of myself.

You do homework and listen to your boss,

I listen to myself and make my own work.

You eat carelessly,

I eat for clarity and longevity.

A lot of guys gravitate to you pretty well.

Most of them are empty-headed.

They take advantage of you,

or they fumble you out of carelessness,

and you end up getting hurt in the long run.

And you can’t help but feel.

To feel like you were the one who misunderstood,

and that you put yourself in the position to be used.

I was there to comfort you on a few occasions.

You would cry and melt in my arms,

talking about how everyone takes your candor as flirtation.

Your embrace felt wholesome,

and my presence felt valued.

We bonded through the missteps of other people,

and I felt that I could provide what they couldn’t.

But I wasn’t willing to be a missing piece.

I did not want to be a fixer.

You were dependent on everyone but yourself,

and I found that to be your greatest flaw.

You felt the need to find self-value in someone else.

I feel that’s what made you so attractive.

That ‘s what these guys were drawn to,

That’s what I was drawn to,

They saw themselves in you.

They saw vulnerability.

They saw frailty.

They saw weakness.