Always the poet never the poem

Always the poet, never the poem, always the artist, never the art. How I wish I never knew him, that our hearts didn't have to part. Always the poet never the poem, always the artist, never the muse. Just how badly I want to show him, that I wasn't his to use. Always the poet, never the poem, always the mother, never the lover. I was allergic to him, just like pollen, although I never wanted it to be over. Always the poet, never the poem, always the writer, never the song. Just why did I have to love him, was I really in the wrong?