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Sometimes I just want to be loved. It seems like such a criminal thing to think. How dare I even let that be a passing thought. My cage is an empty fortress.
Alone, at home with the door locked, music up. I sing along. Pass the time, train my voice. Play guitar. Sitting naked on the floor in my living room, drawing. Clothes are overrated.
Night time falling everything blue. Can't stop feeling I should be with you. Try to be strong, haven't the might. Everything's wrong and baby that ain't right. Suppressed emotion, can't seem to say.
Woke up Monday morning, feeling fine. Certain I could walk the line. Having spent the night alone. Thought I'd better check my phone. But there was nothing from you. Did some shops, spent some cash.
I just want to be noticed,. I just want to be loved,. I want someone to send me a white dove,. I want to be accepted,. I dont want to be rejected,. I want to be loved,.
The night is so empty But there's no-one here to see. I can pour my heart out, fill it Because there's no-one here to see. Secrets floating to the heavens, A sacred right that no-one's here to see.
A tear runs down and hit the pillow. Here I am again. Lonely in the dark. Nausious from holding back the feelings. That swirls around. In my stomach. And in my head.
Can you see me. Can you hear me. Why do you look through me. It's like I'm not here. You walk straight past without acknowledgement. Am I a ghost. A spirit. Am I not worth the effort.
Yeah I'm single. I can't say I like it. I'm a very sociable human, and can't really cope without people. I had a girlfriend about 6 months ago.
Cold and flaccid, with the old smell of loneliness. Solitude, at night, no stench of beauty, nor perfect sunrise.
What is with Valentine's Day. Nothing so special, It will pass away. I don't get why people get so excited, When I'm on my room, playing dead.
Every Pot has its Lid, it is said, and some pots have the wrong lid, I agree, but I am a pot that has never had that lid.
There sits a girl A lonesome soul In the cafeteria, eating her meal Wishing for time to move fast So she could escape the misery Every where there is sound Talk, music, the blare of a tv She...
Beautiful words form tupac, I haven't posted an unoriginal post for a while but for words which are this close to home they have to be shared.
I walk along through dark and lonely streets No one to guide me or hold my hand No one follows or calls my name Where I'm going nobody knows Where I've been only footsteps remain.
This is the day when i first saw the light 29 years ago. Though the memory of it haven't been etched consciously in my brain. This is the day. I am spending this supposed "special day" alone.
(Untitled) Sitting on a bench by the lake Is a man staring at a distance A trace of sadness on his face.
I'm not talking physical pain. No blood and guts, screams of anguish and blood curdling cries.
I wonder where is my valentine On this cold dark February day.
So you want someone to talk to so you buy the room a round so you can breathe and move with another body's sound, you choose it so you you can feel the fifteen so-so years spent from her side so the...
All the lonely people Where do they all come from . All the lonely people Where do they all belong .
The greatest pain in life, is not to die, but to be ignored To lose the person you love so much to another who doesn't care at all The greatest pain in life, is not to die, but to be...
With new friends online, Who seem like great people to too, I'm still losing my mind, because I'm stuck here from you. My mates been here the whole time, But now i'm making him blue.
Sitting on a park bench Looking for pigeons to feed, Ignoring the crumpled newspaper That I brought to read.