When I was at the wrong place all those times..

 
When you totally absorbed that the mass is not synchronised with you, the feeling of unacceptance creeps in. With the small feeling of madness. When you feel that, this might be because you keep on swimmig farthur, too much further that you are already in the deepest level of sea that you know that you would drown yourself while others just setting boundaries, could be only until their waist-level, or shoulder, ust enjoying the water, or the waves, or the sand and nothing more. And now, that drowning is over, you are setting  boundaries now, you're gonna stop the turmoil which keeps boiling within yourself. You are now the Unknown...

This unseasoned piece was a result of that self-drowning. Unfortunately, I wasn't in control of my sentiments and allowed this to weakess to widespread and hoping to reach my intention.

If I were the opposite

Tell me your plans
Tell me your dreams
I want to know about these
Tell... me everything

What turns you on?
What turns you off?
What makes you break down and sob?
What makes you laugh and glow?

Do you love to journey
Can I travel with you?
What interests you
seem like to interest me too

What do you look and long for? (I wish would echo in my ear)
Is my disposition, the way I am as a person fit in?
What are your needs? (I also wish would echo in my ear)
Could my humble resources, talents and skills fill those in?

And if I fall short, do I have a chance to work on those?
Or are you going to show me the door to the awful end of my rainbow?
But before throwing off your heart-pounding decision
Please listen a bit more
To be around you feels great, you should know
A sensible gentleperson who knows a bunch of something I don’t

...

‘This’ I don’t need to argue myself with
I exactly know what ‘this’ is
But only you can relieve and send me back to tranquillity
Or toss me higher to perplexity and jealousy

To me, you are a valuable and attractive package
Don’t get this wrong, I meant this in my own (sincerest) way
What appears strongly in my mind is your image
What hits strongly in my heart is everything else beyond that image

And your presence alone is more than enough
It already can light me up like a light bulb
No need to utter anything or what
Your presence alone is more than enough

There is a shot in the dark in this writing, a subtle epiphany
How many glasses have I taken in?
But here are the last two lines before I freeze
“I would feel more blessed and positive in every bit
If I were the opposite”

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I'm blocked, I couldn't read from others perspective. I couldn't identify if this indeed is too much or am just becoming paranoid?