Codependent, Vol I

feeling

i now understand

why being in love is so important to me

hence Im a loveless girl, I tend to fall

for those I cant have, yet I still yearn

and Im in love with the idea of love

because I cant feel anything in my little cold world

except hate, sorrow and anger

I sat down and watched myself in the mirror

how spiteful of me

to dream to be wanted

to dream to be loved

the way no one loved me when I was a child.

my mirror lies every single day

it pictures a boy with long brown hair

and I do not know who that may be

is it me? is it truly me?

is my love finally free

and not a distatesful sin?

so is it my body thats pure blasphemy?

tell me

help me

i cant do it

i cant

and im afraid

i truly am