It's just like you to contest  you wear it like a label on your breast  don't you see what this takes of me?  A certain callousness complies  with your charm & in your pride  a hopeful look draped in despise.    I want to give you  whatever you need.  What is it you need?  Is it what I need?  I want to give you  whatever you need.  What is it you need?  Is it within me?    It's hard to explain how I am getting by  on so little from you.  It's hard to believe that I would let myself  get so wrapped in you.  There's got to be something that would  be worthwhile for me to give to you.  We need a connection but you  seem to push me far away from you.    The harder I push the further I fall.  Well you don't mind me being headstrong.  But you don't want to sing along.  Maybe it's trite but I can always be wrong  Try not to be wrong.