Is to be loved. 
You teased me of someone I could hold at night. 
To soothe the void and bring something to the fight. 
Life's long battles, not between us. 
Must you coward as if I'm out to hurt you. 
My end I'd near, not because of you. 
Since young the pained to be loved. 
I can't take it any longer. 
From boys being in denial like you had been. 
To girls being not my type, goodie goodies. 
From therapists being unobtainable. 
To parents incapable. 

The world tests as if one cannot take its own
Life's mine to live
And to die


They say you'll return, as always. 
Will I accept as always they ask. 
They decline your worth. 
And I fight them otherwise. 
But not for along. . .
Write about me. 


All I ever wanted is to be loved. It fucking breaks me.