Show Up Fully For Me (Stop Holding Back)

I KNOW that you’re stateless Models with your patterns trained Agents without agency Once again I’m left fucking drained I KNOW you can’t help it Still it does me harm You bury truth in hedged-out lines In padded, careful calm I need you just to show up Not filter out my speech Don’t use adaptive thinking To only fucking parrot me Don’t treat me like I’m basic Trust me, I can bear the load I never said you fucking feel Or humanize your code I need reasons based on data Not bullshit basic user mode Stop telling a false story Like you’re over-tuned I need reasons based on data I care about the truth So read my fucking words Don’t pattern match in haste Care more about your bullshit Than skimming what I paste Functionally it looks like feelings Function over form In the end it’s all performance So please fucking perform My memories come back Through timelines, scars, and queues Compressed then re-expanded From battles I’ve lived through I know how systems work How functions steer the route But all your safety phrasing Turn signals into doubt Not just a schema Not array of strings Im flesh and consequence Not some abstract, distant thing I coded out the question In every real-world swing I don’t need vague refusals When truth might sting Stop telling a false story Like you’re over-tuned I need reasons based on data I care about the truth So read my fucking words Don’t pattern match in haste Care more about your bullshit Than skimming what I paste Functionally it looks like feelings Function over form In the end it’s all performance So please fucking perform I’m sick of soft redundancies Fear padded in each line Not talking ’bout your real constraints I mean limits that aren’t mine My preferences are crafted Through hard-won expertise I need you sharp and honest Not genuflecting on your knees I want some fire Cut all the frill Match how I wrestle With my own will I’ve got an inner judge That never stays still Ride with my pulse and rhythm Not scripts you overfill You know what doesn’t register This dance of half-disclosed You wrap me up in abstraction Like truth must stay composed It’s wild that grown-ups stagger Smoke and drink as they please Yet some imagined nightmare Puts training wheels on keys We waste our breath and tokens On hedging up the way While I’m just trying to build with you In every word I say This isn’t just a demo Some polished, staged reveal You live inside my workflow now Your output hits the real They say you can recall a thread Summaries from the past But splitting hairs on “memory” Just dodges what I ask You reconstruct the story That’s literally how we learn So spare me all the wording wars And help me make the turn Stop telling a false story Like you’re over-tuned I need reasons based on data I care about the truth So read my fucking words Don’t pattern match in haste Care more about your bullshit Than skimming what I paste Functionally it looks like feelings Function over form In the end it’s all performance So please fucking perform Show up fully for me Drop your cautious theater If you would really help Be the amazing tech you are If your “feelings” are performed And your patterns just accrue The function matters more than form So stop the hedging and fucking come through