Better

Tell me I’m wrong  
for wanting you for myself
and better for your future.
 
Should I be at fault  
for clearly seeing that I’m  
the better choice?
I feel that I’ve been  
Silent far too long.
It’s time I lift my voice.
 
Tell me how selfish  
I’m acting for  
feeling entitled  
to your love..
For claiming you  
As my own,
When to another,
is whom you belong.
 
Why should I
give a damn  
about the way  
she feels..
when I have my own
feelings for you as well?
 
Call me a wrecker
of a home where
there’s no love
beyond the doors.
When all your tears of
utter unhappiness,
you’ve shared  
with me before.
 
Tell me now.
If I’m out of line.
For pursuing you  
to come and be mine.
For seeing the true  
potential of your heart.
For pushing you  
toward a better start.
 
How could I sit  
and watch you  
be mistreated?
Day after day,
becoming more defeated?
Do you expect me to stay
and just look away,
as you are blindfolded  
and misled?
 
I can’t  
make you want
What I want
for you.
Though I could be your peace.
 
All I can do is wait
with my purest of intentions.
Hoping that something I say or do,
catches your attention.