Siren Call

Who do I call out to? No one ever came Or have they come in droves year after year But I never noticed My need being too great that I wearied them one by one So I'm told or maybe it's my own memory No inception, just conception Not wanted but needed by one Forever then calling out in vain That's when no one came The shock of that Meant the need is unquellible since I am the baby left unattended Constantly crying inwardly Move on I'm stuck Full and heavy with the emptiness of unfulfilled needs I tire myself and others Glints of gold shine through People grasp at it, see it, say it's what they want But it's gold tangled in barbs Draw you in and leave you bleeding Vampire like need For adoration Validation The joke is I've received it time and again Certificated and framed But I've drained the supply Instead of being happily fulfiled and restored Don't listen to the siren call She's too thirsty Tell her no She wails and wails But the truth is She's the captive not the captor after all From the beginning to the end Loved, but not nurtured