The Game

Why are you blind?
Why can't you see?
That I want you,
To belong to me.
I say it's okay
I tell you I'm fine,
But when others are around
I wish you were mine.
I say that it's my choice
That I'm in control,
That's really not how
I want this to roll.
We say it's agreed
That we feel the same,
I wish you would know
That it's all a game.
I'd rather have you like this
Though, than not at all,
I just hope you're there
To catch me when I fall.