Inadequacy
Because I was scared,
She was the letter I couldn’t write;
She was the flower I couldn’t pick;
She was the answer I couldn’t give.
Because I was selfish,
She was the door I couldn’t open;
She was the engine I couldn’t start;
She was the promise I couldn’t keep.
Because I stupid,
She was the water I couldn’t drink;
She was the food I couldn’t eat;
She was the life I couldn’t live.
Because I was weak,
She was everything I couldn’t lose,
But did.