Just Scared
by
Poem
It's not that I wanna have it, it's just that I wanna deserve it.
I guess to some extent you get used to being alone. You get used to not expecting phone calls and having nothing to do at night. You don't expect to turn around to open arms any longer. Your thoughts echo through your head, with no one to share them with. All in all, being alone isn't terrible, it just hurts like hell.
I’m scared
I’m going to end up alone
I’m always going to be somebody’s friend
Or sister, or confident
Never quite somebody’s... everything
Just once
I want someone to look at me right away
And think I was beautiful.
Not after they get to know me,
Or after they see inside my soul
Just once
I want to walk inside a room
And Light up, not blend in