I feel lonely,
As if no one cares.
But I'm aware that's not the case.
I have people who love and care for me,
But I also have people who don't.
People who left my life and don't seem to have any wish to be back in it.
Those people seem to stir in my mind more than the others do.
Words of hatred easily find a home in my mind.
It's been a while since I've truly felt wanted,
And my heart is sinking from the acknowledgment of
The fact that it's my own fault.
I fear commitment and yet crave it.
I'm trying to set myself a reminder.
I'm writing it in bold and tacking it to a wooden door.
ALLOW YOURSELF TO LOVE AND BE LOVED
I seem to have an issue remembering that.
If only I had written it on the back of my palm,
And perhaps I could have prevented so many things.
My heart is in a cage,
And it shies away from those who tap on the bars.
It stares blankly at a girl or boy who opens the door and holds out their hand,
For it doesn't know what freedom really is anymore.
