when i finally get to accustom to not ask your time, you beg me to ask your time.

when i finally comfortable of being on my own, you ask me to rely on you.

when i finally used to find solutions on my own, you ask me to get your help.

when i finally get to accustom of having your time for me, you don't have me in that space.

when i finally comfortable of relying on you, you subtly want me to be on my own

when i finally used to solve my problems by getting your help, you run and tell me that you have your life too.

it is frustrating how it harms me in both ways, before and after. 

i was doing good content of myself, but you asked me to be in certain ways. but when i do, you don't have that space for me.

please, let me live in peace of mind. i have enough of my hands struggling with my mental health each day. i don't want you to be the cause of it. please let me love you the way i am comfortable with.

you can't have everything of me for you. you can't have my clingy when you want to. you can't have my independence when you want to. i can't be both at the same time.

it harms me. it doesn't harm you even a bit.