Nobody Loves Me
I guess you could interpret it in a number of ways,
but i don't know how to explain it,
it's so hard to explain these feelings inside me,
inside my heart.
to like someone,
and to think they might like you back,
then for them to choose someone else,
it hurts inside,
like an empty sort of feeling.
or being told that someone likes you,
but it seems like no one has the courage to actually say something,
to try get to know me better,
instead of judging who i am by my actions and what i say,
for fear of rejection,
that it would be said that i don't want anyone,
which isn't true.
there is a piece of me missing,
and i think i know what it is.
i need to know that i am truly loved,
that someone truly cares,
that, that someone can't live without me.
i thought i knew who that someone was,
but i guess i was wrong.
i hope that someone comes along and tells me they love me,
as a close friend,
like a sister,
or something more.
the reasoning behind me thinking,
nobody loves me.
but i don't know how to explain it,
it's so hard to explain these feelings inside me,
inside my heart.
to like someone,
and to think they might like you back,
then for them to choose someone else,
it hurts inside,
like an empty sort of feeling.
or being told that someone likes you,
but it seems like no one has the courage to actually say something,
to try get to know me better,
instead of judging who i am by my actions and what i say,
for fear of rejection,
that it would be said that i don't want anyone,
which isn't true.
there is a piece of me missing,
and i think i know what it is.
i need to know that i am truly loved,
that someone truly cares,
that, that someone can't live without me.
i thought i knew who that someone was,
but i guess i was wrong.
i hope that someone comes along and tells me they love me,
as a close friend,
like a sister,
or something more.
the reasoning behind me thinking,
nobody loves me.
-Selina Gurgacz
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