Calm and collected
A mystery so dear to me
I know why i need you
But why me?
I am not so beautiful as to entrance you
not smart enough to baffle you
Your mature, collected
yet you plan less than me
free with gifts
stingy with trust
again and again i find myself asking
Why me?
Who am i to be so special?
To mean so much to you?
I know I am special to you
I lend you comfort, joy
Your always trying to make me happy
I know my insecurity makes it hard
But what makes me so so special?
Why am i so dear?
I'm a crazy mean spirited witch
not the sweetheart you name me
Will one day you realize this?
Leave me because of things i never hid?
abandon me for the hard parts of my nature
for the things that make me strong?
I'm half panicked at the thought
I depend on your calm
My rock in the unending storm that is my life
shelter from the doubts that plague me
a safe harbor in a stormy sea
But why me?
why save me?
why protect me?
why choose me?
I'm no princess
I am my own knight
I'm not delicate
I'm moody and violent
Why me?
Why not some strawberry blonde beauty?
That won't punch, kick, or bite
Someone that your mother would approve of
Someone you can tell your best friend about
Why me?
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