I was telling them that I'd been offended; not just to explain my flustered behavior and so that they could know the way it had come across, but because deep down somewhere, I was looking for correction. That I was waging war within myself and wanted a finger pointed with a voice speaking gently, "Here's what's causing the problem."
Be strong for me. Unveil my pride before me. Call it what it is.
Won't you show me what love could be?