You say I should trust you

You say your love is true

You say it’s them not you

You say


You say you have control

You say that I should know

You say it’s just for show

You say


And yet you ask me questions

And yet you get jealous

When I get a bit of attention

When an admirer gets zealous


And yet I’m meant to smile

Through your self sought recognition

And yet I go through a trial

If strange likes or comments I mention


You say it’s an unfair inquisition.


You say I should trust you

But perhaps you don’t trust me?


Perhaps it’s not about trusting me at all

Perhaps it’s only yourself you see