Why is it now? I gave you my attention, and you shot me down I’m not even up, but you see me frown I’m not like other men Because if I were, you would be in my arms I’m still learning how Is it pity? Because I hate to think you feel guilty When it’s my fault for being inept If I knew how to be a man, I’m sure our interactions would have been more pleasant than distant It’s okay You don’t have to force a conversation Or try to create a situation I’ll be okay I’m trying to be where you’re at mentally And I won’t get there if you’re trying to make something out of nothing Because you knew what I didn’t I was immature emotionally And you didn’t have time to waste your love on somebody who wasn’t ready Age is just a number when experience plays a huge factor I was still crawling while you were running When we talked, you always taught me something This time I’m taking your words and putting them into action So don’t worry I’ll fall but I’ll get back up in a hurry I just don’t need you to feel sorry When it was my fault for putting you in a situation when you felt guilty
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