Loving tatters

 
I seek adoration and words of praise
Gathering people around me to prop up
My tattered remains of a healing soul
I know that my self worth is contractional
I only feel worthy of care when I care for others
Kindness is an act of war to create alliances
With strong friendships comes protection
I protect them and they protect me
My love can be so easy to give to others
I return adoration in fathomless abundance
This view of myself seems so weird at times
Knowing my love is based only on matched energy
Is it selfish to love to be loved in return?
Or is that just... Part of being human?
To give and receive those emotional tolls
The cost is high to hold someone up to the sky
We're sheets of spiderwebs ebbing and flowing in the wind
My tattered soul tied to theirs in thousands of ways
It is self preservation to have people who love you
Together you can fight a war against loneliness