Have you ever wanted something
So bad, that in thinking about it,
you feel this huge well of tears rising up?
But you push it down,
pull the plug from the drain…
since you need to be where you are,
but you don’t really want to be there,
Need trumping want.
It’s a bit confusing, actually…
because you, in effect,
become that need,
not necessarily wanted, just needed.
But isn’t being needed,
something we all want?
Or I could be wrong…
not everybody wants to be needed-
Since it can equate to a lifetime
of just giving too much of yourself,
that you run the risk of losing that self,
that you don’t even know
what you want anymore
Maybe it would also help
if every once in a while,
we acknowledge that
being wanted is something
that we also need?
Just to keep us sane, I suppose.
To be needed is too different
from being wanted.
One word is for survival,
while the other is for satisfaction.
So which would you choose to be?
**this is pretty rough,
just went on a sort of crazy frame of mind here
--as for my title, hmm was just really stumped what to title it?
I guess it also works ;)
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