You pull me

Somehow I know you hunt me,
expecting me to always be around.
Boy you know there’s a way to be,
I might now always be down.

I might run away if you show too cold,
might run from myself even before.
I know my limits and my fears are old,
still I know I want to stay a bit more.

Your words never soothe the fire,
you ain’t my prince charming.
I know we won’t get something higher,
you always keep me from dreaming.

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