Lost

She wants to be loved

But does not how to go about it

She loves the people that are most dearest to her

But to them she does not portray it

She thinks she does a fine job

But always second guesses herself

 

She hoped to know where she wanted to head

But she is more confused than she was in the past

She hoped to have some guidance

But feels no one understands her

She would love to give it a go

But does not know where she wants to start

 

She is always helping others out

But no one seems to pay attention to her unless she cries out

She wishes she was understood

But often is taking for granted

She wishes there was someone who could erase those scars of hers

But cannot find someone who will be there for her and that she trusts

 

In the end all she can be is independent

Because she would rather protect herself then be vulnerable to others

Been let down too many times was enough for her

She will always envy those who look happy

Who have that special someone

But will always be there for those who need her and are dear to her 

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I Used To Wish

independence was sufficient

lonliness a cause not a reason

mirrors all were broken

the inside is all poetry

darkness commingling

with gray, white light

for contrast only.

 

I used to wish the stars

were lovers. All existing

for me alone. I used to hope

for a knight to arrive

and bring me stars

and grant me wishes.

 

~~A~~