You
Confuse me
Confound me
Puzzle me
Amaze me
Depress me
And make me
Laugh.

You
Evoke so many
Emotions that
I don't know
What to feel
Or think
Anymore.

You tell me
To be happy and
Smile
You tell me
That you love me in
Jest
You tell me
That I
Interest you
Intrigue you
Yet
When I say
I'm clueless
When I ask
For some help
When I say
You confuse me
You laugh and
Say "I try."

They tell me
You're a tart
A whore
And yet you
Refuse to even
Try a real
Relationship
Without first
Falling 'in love'

Stop telling me
Not to be
Down
Dtop telling me
I'll find it
Soon
Stop telling me
I am what I'm
Not
Stop telling me
You love me...

Unless
Of course
You plan to
Help me
Take my hand
And guide me
To these
Things

Unless
Of course
You mean
To feel
For me
As I do
For you



Please?


And damn it all, I already told you, I'm not a hippie unless you love
me....

Penned by my hand on the 1st of Khepary, in the year 88 MA.