I'M Needy But Not Greedy
I'm needy, but not greedy
I worry, but not just for me
I'm sad, but wish to be glad
I'm late, but this I hate
Always tired, it's how I'm wired
I cannot be, who you need
I cannot see how to be free
I cannot change, my pains
I'll never deal the way you will
You'll never know, where my mind goes
You don't understand because you can't
It isn't physical, therefore, ivisible
When I walk, you talk
Behind my back, you keep track
Of when I eat, sleep, work and rest
You claim that I don't do my best
You wish I wasn't such a mess
But if I didn't try, I would confess
I still ask that God will bless
I would prefer, you always have to guess
Than, like myself, take this test
Stroll down this road of loneliness
Thirst for a taste of common bliss
Wondering what it was you missed
But according to you, it doesn't exist
I'm wasting time, writing this
But when I rhyme, I feel my best
So I cling to words with a rhythmic beat
I spit a line and then repeat
I type, not write, so it looks neat
Then print it out on a clean white sheet
I lay my soul, before your feet
Then take cover, before you speak
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