Insecurity In Both Ways.

He is too insecure
Even though it enchants me,
It pulls me away.

I do not know how many times
I said no to you
yes, it looks like I have no trouble in saying it
But I have other troubles
And one of them is
The fear
Of getting too cliché
Or like gum
Routines all over even still
No time for fun

I did not let you teach me
Your way
Hypocrite! What about let it be?
I only feared
Do not trusted as
The usual, garçon!
Maybe I lost you before I earn
Because crave, have and use, we did
And very well, I might say
But, with the mind dove in all of it,
Could I ever even earn any of this?

How will I know?
I hope you be all right, as I hope
And everything be all right, as you said
and we maybe exist
Or just carry on with our truths

How far can you get?
Will it really meant
Something in the end?
Should you let
Me in for you to be rearranged?

Even though I want liberty,
I want you here with me.