Sometimes, i think i hate you

Whisk me up
Leave me dry
Back to the beginning
Where I forget my lessons
Where my power oozes into your fingertips
No place to call my own, until I’m calling you
Oh no
It’s alive all over again
Why do I do this over and over
Over you
Is what I want to be
Over you 
Is where I should be
But then again, you’re here with me