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I'm Such a Child
I’m such a child…
I act like I could care less about love,
But all I want is to be loved.
I’m scared to say what I want.
I reject affections I get by others,
Acting cold...
Or just squirming like a child seeing their parents kiss in front of them,
I want affection…
My lover can’t give me much.
Two star cross lovers,
One who lives in the night,
And the other who lives during the day,
I’m referred as a caring soul.
But yet I can’t even love myself.
Getting any amount of affection is too much,
For I don’t know if what I do is right or not,
I don’t want fake love,
I want real love,
I want to be loved,
I want affection,
I want to be cared for,
Not for my flaws or my crys,
Please don’t give in to the childish me…
It won’t help me,
It only makes me see how much of a child I am,
When its to getting the affection and love I want.
Please don’t ignore me nor neglect me,
It makes me scared and hurt,
It makes me lose trust in others and myself,
This is just one of my childish cries,
This cry is true and honest…
For this child just wants to be loved and cared for
When others couldn’t give or offer it to me.
I act like I could care less about love,
But all I want is to be loved.
I’m scared to say what I want.
I reject affections I get by others,
Acting cold...
Or just squirming like a child seeing their parents kiss in front of them,
I want affection…
My lover can’t give me much.
Two star cross lovers,
One who lives in the night,
And the other who lives during the day,
I’m referred as a caring soul.
But yet I can’t even love myself.
Getting any amount of affection is too much,
For I don’t know if what I do is right or not,
I don’t want fake love,
I want real love,
I want to be loved,
I want affection,
I want to be cared for,
Not for my flaws or my crys,
Please don’t give in to the childish me…
It won’t help me,
It only makes me see how much of a child I am,
When its to getting the affection and love I want.
Please don’t ignore me nor neglect me,
It makes me scared and hurt,
It makes me lose trust in others and myself,
This is just one of my childish cries,
This cry is true and honest…
For this child just wants to be loved and cared for
When others couldn’t give or offer it to me.
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