I Will Never Be Perfect, Be Stronger

What did you come to see? A me as saint?

Never have I professed to be perfect.

What did you expect of me? A me too faint

to be able to speak out, to protect?

I can give you all of me, but are you

strong enough to burden my shortcomings?

I’d need vulnerability of you

and my heart has been damaged from trusting.

If you ignore this warning and get hurt,

because I will hurt you and many times,

will you leave as well? Know, my heart will burst.

The responsibility will be mine.

From me, there will never be any blame,

All I can do is move on with my shame.

Shakespeare sonnets

modernized a bit...