This meager taste of freedom 
Lacking in much I hold dear
To be free with you, is it too sweet a symphony?
A journey best taken unaccompanied
or so my expectation warned
Being held accountable, 
a helping hand or a nagging leash?
Idealized versions of future selves, 
I fear I may compromise them to you
Of my own apprehensive volition
My timid codependency, riddled with self sacrifice
Nothing you ever asked for 
Rooted in faults that only belong to me
Have I punished you for them?
Unfairly placing all blame on your unknowing blindness
Your inability to hear my silent bows to others comfort 
I’ve only been known as such
How could I expect to be viewed as more than I ever let on 
With all of this laid bare before you, 
how do you believe with such certainty this is just an obstacle to clear,
together. 
Rather than something I must face alone?
Must I be isolated to delve into true introspection?
I have not yet found the answer in me 
Maybe I must find it in us