Truth be told,
I know what I need in life,
but not everything comes with need
Love is such a hard subject to conquer,
for I have tried,
and I have fallen in the mud below
How can people who can't do for themselves,
pass through the woods I am lost in,
who find the jewel I can not,
who win the battle of love I lose,
but i still stand here as if I'm repulsive
Am I,
do I make others uncomfortable,
do I make them sad,
do I drive them away,
with something I do,
all questions I need answered,
all questions that drive me mad
Why am I good at everything I do,
except the one thing I want most
Seeing others who have it,
just drives me crazy
I looks at so many,
but there are none that do look back,
stuck in the corner,
that no one looks at,
that everyone overlooks,
to look at others that aren't me.