Can't you understand,
all I need is a hand,
to help me a little,
in this competative land.
I need to learn,
how life turns,
I'll open the door,
if you'll hear my yearn.
I don't want to hide,
whats stuck inside,
so help me open up,
and in you I'll confide.
Will you ever see,
the part of me,
thats trapped inside,
away from reality?
hey i really like ur poem, its how i feel alot of the time, ur a great writer good job, we all feel that way sometimes, dont worry 'this to shall pass'
Ask and for security and it shall be given to you, Seek for trust and you shall find, and Knock a, and the door of love shall be opened to you.
For she who ask for security gets it, he that seek trust finds one, and to she who knocks, the door of love shall be opened to her.
For all that a woman needs is to feel loved is security and significance,
But she must learn to go for it
Man also seeks for a woman on whom to pour his trust, security and Love.
Another good poem you've got there, Nancy.