I sense you are lost, you feel that it's not done.
I fear that you can't hear what I have to say.
I don't want anything, from you.
It's not what you don't have, it's what you can't have,
You could accomplish the list and think that I'm yours,
But unfortunately it's not about that, it's the experience you have not endured.
I will not be manipulated or sold. I am my own. You don't know what could make me happy, you don't even know me.
If I told you I sense dysfunction in your motives, what would you do...