prone

It feels like the world doesn't really need me
I feel so weak and frail.

something may just come along and distract me for a good long while
you would never know it on the street
the way i smile and smile.

There's just one thing I really need
the way it feels
the way it tastes

there are just two words
that i want to be said
about me every day
by just the one
for whom it matters

they say I know

They say I know

that I am alright
that I am ok

but I know that its not really that a way.

I know who I am
and I know how I feel
and I know that this loneliness is really real.

I know that I am a loser and a god damned fool

I know that i am going to burn in hell.

I need all of those superficial beauties
and all those deeper ones too.

I need my health back
and my now lost youth

I need to believe in romance and have something to give and to get

I thought I had found love
but I guess that wasn't it yet

love is not love if it ends

no

they say

I know