Is it bad to crave attention?
I know I always do
I wait, I hope, I dream
For them to take my secret cue
For them to analyze my every move
To catch my little clues
I want them to read me completely
For them to see me though
I yearn for their understanding
The skin of my legs beg and plead
They are tired of being hidden
Emotional intelligence is what they need
I want to be pointed out
To be filled with that fear
An addictive adrenaline rush
The equivalent of beer
I'm desperate for emotional bonding
For the closeness it brings
The risk of being exposed
My ear it rings
Annoying to some
Yet comforting to me
I crave attention
I can't just let be
