I long to be loved
The way only
A true gentleman can
To be held
Like I am precious
And prized
I long for the touch
Of a caressing hand
The brush of gentle lips
To be told
Again and again
That I am beautiful
I long for the words
Of passion and devotion
Meant only for me
To be breathed in
As though I am
The air needed to live
I long to be dreamed of
Day and night
Every waking moment
To be the last thing
Seen at night
And the first in the morning
I long to be seen
With caring, warm eyes
Which see my bare soul
To be whispered to
In the crowds
So only I can hear
**I long
Oh, I truly long
I long to be loved

I pretend that I don't care
When really I am screaming
From the frustration of failure
And the disappointment of
Letting you down
I brush off the hurt
With a flick of my wrist
Pretending it's not a big deal
When on the inside I am crying

Fake it till you make it
Has become my new motto
Except I am excellent at the fake it part
But have yet to make it anywhere
All I am good at
Is building up my walls
And constructing masks
To hide what I really feel
So I don't seem like I care
But I assure you
I most definitely do

I don't know how much longer
I can live in this world
A world where I can't breathe
I don't know how much longer
I can pretend I am alive
When all I am is a ghost
I don't know how much longer
I can carry on in this life
When I have faded from so much
I don't know how much longer
I can live in this world
A world where I do not seem to exist

You're my new dream
and my happy ending
My fairy tale story
and my new beginning