Speeding

I was doing so well

in gear.

Then you came along and 

I was shown a different speed.

I shifted down for you,

I did.

I changed my perception and 

accepted something new.

Now,

now I wonder.

Why? For you? 

You weren't doing it for me. 

You were doing it for you.

Seeking the approval in me

that you so desperately seek within yourself. 

Why?

Now, here I am. 

A car without a clutch. 

I am grinding and trying and aching to shift back down

into the gear I was in

Before you influenced me to change and shift, 

for you.

It was all for you.

Not for me.

I am a car whose clutch is stuck 

I'm going no where now.

Just like we did,

Went absolutely no where.

I need a mechanic.