Someone To Hold Would Be Nice

I don’t need to be broken…again… For your sake, even if it was unspoken, No, I am not the one to blame For being last place in your game Shame embraced me, never leaving my weary, neglected presence Same with you – you sipped the tea of hardly any sweet deliverance Anyways… I am writing poetry, wishing someone can give me physical poetry I am writing poetry, wishing someone can give me physical poetry People say I’m beautiful They can’t see my pain as a whole People say I’m handsome Anxiety driving me crazy some People say I’m pretty adorable I am consumed in guilt, so instable People say I’m talented and gifted No matter what, I will be grateful instead I will smile and nod Thanks for the compliments I might act a bit odd God only knows my worries and struggles, ladies and gents These wild spirits, never to be tame But, hell, I am not the one to blame I am writing poetry, wishing someone can give me physical poetry I am writing poetry, wishing someone can give me physical poetry I will be stronger than you know I won’t even prove it just for show Emotions of all kinds get the very best of me, you see? Sometimes, ignorant people bring out the worst in me Moonlight showers upon the midnight sky It shines as bright as day, that, I can't deny I am writing poetry, wishing someone can give me physical poetry I am writing poetry, wishing someone can give me physical poetry Well, I told you that I need you The wants inside me say it too You say I’m weak and needy all the time My worth is way more than a single dime I hate that I keep thinking about the times we shared It’s kinda annoying that I still cared for you when I was unprepared It’s silly that I was scared to make a change for your sake But, baby, for my sake alone, I need to give myself a break I am writing my heart out minutes after midnight… Fought away insane fire and rain with all my might.. I know it’s such a bitter, angry pill to swallow, you wingless sparrow You didn’t help me at all, making me feel extremely low and hallow Someone to hold would be nice Alone, I will bold, so think twice Down and under the shadows of gloomy shine Mind-blown; you don't give a damn, but that's fine Stay and lay with me I'm not asking too much I am needy for joy no doubt Love is beyond the sexual touch No, I won't pout Roam my route Weep not and fear not, for it is time to get down and dirty…let go and let live… I am writing all alone, longing for a pleasure pain of passion…sexually active…