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 can 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?

This is not the first time

I've watched the end of the 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