I'm not always good with words,
saying how I feel seems wrong.
All I have ever wanted
was the one thing I could never have.
One thing that was always denied me.
I jumped in with both feet,
when I should have used my head.
Is it wrong for me to want things?
Wrong to be selfish on occasion?
Sometimes I act without thinking,
I say things I regret,
I hurt those around me.
Perhaps I should leave well enough alone,
not try to examine what I feel.
Shut myself off as I have before.
Part of me can't do this,
part of me wants to yell and scream,
to say yes! I have been done wrong.
Yet part of me just wants
that one little thing that I can't seem to find.
When I do I am not sure how to deal
I just want to be loved,
I want it to be real.