Self respect

What I never asked for,

You couldn't give me

What I asked for,

I could never accept

Love bestowed upon asking

Is without meaning,

Proximity, when begged

For loses its meaning

Life, if bestowed upon by someone,

Is not mine then

Moments if bestowed,

Are nothing but a charade

Wishes stand belied,

If servilely begged

Hopes are dishonored, I asked for,

If I get you by asking, then it is better otherwise

Dying seems like a better recourse, than begging.