What do I matter to you?
What difference does it make,
If I should give or take?
It's not just in my grain,
And I hope it's not in vain,
Why speak so freely to me,
And then walk away and let me be?
I wonder,
Do you mean to taunt and tease?
For it has left me at no ease,
And I'm toiling o'er this constantly,
Debating and estimating what I want it to be,
Trying to find what you want of me,
What this truly is, - I can't see,
Is it all for not?
Something here,
Just to be forgot?
Such an end I dread,
To try to forget all the things you've said,
To put you out of my heart and my mind,
To begin to search for another to find.
