Trespassers William - What of Me

It's a place that's not so far
I dream there and sometimes I wake there
Do you want me caring less
Sometimes we don't ask for what we need
And I guess how I want to be loved
And I've guessed what of me you need
It doesn't matter if we lie
Your sentences never defined you
Do you think that I can't feel
When I touch you there's words on your body
Should you be scared
When I say sometimes I'd want you dead
So no one else can have you when it ends
How'd I reach this point on my own
And how fragile right there I was
This is not the first time
That I've watched the end of that thing that had no end
Do you want me caring less
Sometimes we let go of what we need
Why can't you guess how I want to be loved
You can't even tell me what of me you need

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This song popped into my head this morning - love it and love Trespassers William. Odd dreams being had last night - was being held hostage along with many others and I was the only one willing to stand up to the captor. I may be difficult to get along with at times and socially awkward, but I can get the job done and say things that others only think. It lands me in the dog house but concurrently people admire that about me. We have to be who we are. I've tried to change and although I'm in the doghouse less, I'm not as happy as well.

Really want to start an IV for some reason. Weird.