Rewrite

I want to be with someone who doesn't want to be with me.

I want to be with someone.

I want to be.


Oh, no,

it's wrong.

Try again.


I want to be.

I want to be with someone.

I want to be with someone who wants to be with me.


No,

it's still wrong.

I don't want.

I am.

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