paradox explanations

I am not yours.

I do not have to explain myself to you,
shouldn't feel like my body owes yours anything.

I do not have to let you in.
You earn your way in with me, see.

I am not a game for you to play,
not your Queen on a chess board, boy.

You may think you know,
you may think you see,
but you really don't,
you have absolutely no idea.

I am not simple.
And I am not sorry.

Because it took me years to learn
that you do not have to hide
your deep waters
for a boy who can't swim.