Rejection vs. Sympathy

Don't worry about me,
It's all for your sake.
I'd save the "Oh!"'s for oxygen,
If you knew what was best.

But apparently you don't.
You've got me wrapped up in this,
A web of lies, anger, and confusion.
I'm waiting for the perfect moment.

And, obviously, you can't see that.
You just see the outside.
You want me to wait? Fine, I will.
But if the moment passes you by, sorry.

You're the one who gave instruction.
I never said I'd reject it,
I said I'd give an answer by Thursday.
42 hours isn't too long of a wait, is it?

Sorry, "sweetie" but I'd rather give you less
Than what you want, instead of signing my name.
Like you said, "It's not permanent,"
Was that a hint of sarcasm? Of course.

I'm getting a sense you're getting tired,
Of all these requirements and pronouns,
But it's you vs. my heart vs. popular demand.
And tomorrow might just make a difference.