Bewitched

Would you choose me if you could use me?
Manipulate my mind?
Would you play me if you could slay me
bleed my secrets not meant to find?

Would you hold me or rather fold me
knowing I won't bend?
Will you hit me, attempt to split me
knowing that I'll mend?

Can you handle this bright young bramble
juicy as I am
Taste the berry, sweet not scary
and still call me friend?

Tempt the dare attempt to care
I know you're made of stone
I'll take the bait, I'll sit and wait
to kneel before your throne.

I'll call you king, for you I'll sing
and let you have your way
but my heart is torn, you have been warned
I may not survive our play.