Don't need a guy to call me beautiful
Long to be in my arms
As boredom sets like the sun,
The lonely souls start leeching off me
And I let them drink my emotions
Take my precious pride and shatter it
Look down on me
Hurt me where its still sore
To feel something
In their cimmerian core
So I selfishly
pluck them off like playthings
Leave them to pathetically starve
Without me
Don't need anyone to comfort me
When I am feeling blue
And say things utterly untrue
Because I am everything I need
