DEAD GIRLHOOD'S POEMS

All we want is to be loved, feel included, and be accepted genuinely. Being kind doesn't pay the price. Deep inside you know how much capable you are of loving, but life doesn't grant luck fairly. When you loved a guy so much, you can still feel the height of emotions, the edge of happiness and sadness. Feeling needy and desperate, but he never made it clear. Time passes and you question if he ever cared or loved you. I vow whoever shall read will not forget the comfort of feeling the pain while reading this rhythmically, even after I'm dead.