Make Me

Tell me where this compulsion comes from? You can tell me time, and time again. I only want to hear it, even though I know it, mirroring my thoughts with your speech. That is the ultimate. How is it that I came to be as I am today? Could I have resisted it? Such independence, and free thinking. That I can now see and enjoy something that I previously did not consider. It is a gift. One that most would not be open to receiving, but it moves me, it compels me, it makes me look skyward and ponder. Should I look over there? Should I change my point of view? It makes me expect more of others. It makes me wish i could be their puppeteer for my own benefit, and theirs if they can see the value of it. Most of all it made me realize that though there will be times in my life where I will go without, never again will I be without.