Nights are so lonely, and the days are so dull
Even with this blanket on, I still feel the cold
What is one to do when they have no one to call their own? someone they can hold
Share their feelings with and forever grow old
This is what I desire, this is what I hope for
My heart is ready with the love that i am about to pour
If only I was in the right place, the right time, the right floor
Why must I wait, while others explore?
Never knowing what love is like before
Doing all the things I do, always seems to be ignored
I wish I could have one that will love me forever
Trust me, be there for me, and so much more
I write this poem, as it comes from the heart
My feelings pour out right from the start
The questions is why is it taking so long?
why does my feelings have to suffer when i listen to love songs?
How come what i do always seems to be wrong?
Nothing ever works, nothing even belongs
Why does my life have to be this way
Sometimes i give up hope sometimes I pray
2006-11-05
02:33:06
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