I wish I could know someone who loves me as I am
Who sees every break for what it is
A cry for help to be saved from the past
But I don’t know that person yet.
Because no one knows me and those that do I’m afraid
They say what they say but I still have to put on a mask
Something to cover up my less desirable parts
But I don’t think there’s a person like it
The clock keeps ticking and I haven’t found anyone who loves me and understands
And accepts me for who I am
Who knows even when I don’t know
But I don’t know
I don’t believe I will.
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