It is Me, It is I

He tells me it is me he's afraid of.

When his words reach my ears,
His words,
"I'm afraid of you"
Reach my ears
All I could do
Was cry.
It is I,
Me
Who he is afraid of.
And while I cry
He stares in fear.
Of course,
If
It is I he fears.
And I
Whisper into the thin air,
Allowing tears to enter my mouth,
It is I,
Me.