And just for thought...
I dream of a time when I could be good enough,
dream of someone who love me regardless of me.
I wonder if there is such a person,
a person who will care for me even when I crumble to the floor
and laugh when I float to the clouds.
I always feel as if I am not good enough for this person.
My life is shaky to put it mildly.
I have glimpses of being content
but it was all for a moment
because I was always reminded of everything I was not.
All I ever really want is comfort,
to know someone out there loved me if just for a minute
yet I always end up with an empty piece of paper.
Maybe, I am just waiting for some kind of fantasy.
All I seem to bring home is the wrong kind of man.
It is satisfying for a second
because I am caressed, thought to be someone in that moment,
but it is never my face they see.
I am a vehicle for some man's lustful imagination.
I dream of someone to whisper a loving word,
dream of someone to love me even when I scream too loud
and care for me even if I when I can feel nothing at all.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.