7d
Sad

⦁                                                        I
                                              ­         just
                                                      want
 ­                                                 someone
        ­                                      to talk to. All
                                          I need right now
                                     is a shoulder to cry on,
                                a kind word, a loving smile.
                            The kind of silent understanding
                          you feel with someone who knows
                         you inside and out. I just want to be
                         loved, not for what I can give some-
                           one, not for how hard I can make
                            them laugh, but literally just for
                                 who I am. Someone who
                                    loves me despite me.


               Despite my flaws and cruel words and harsh
                          thoughts and lonely feelings. I'm
                                    tired of feeling like a
                                                burden.
       ­                                             I'm
                ­                                  tired
                         ­                           of
                                   ­              being
                                                   told
                                                 what
                                                     I
                                                   am
                                                  and
        ­                                         what
                                                     I
                                               should
                                                strive
   ­                                                to
                                                   be.
                                                Why
                                                  do
     ­                                           you
                  ­                        deject me?
                             Why do you neglect to see
                    that I'll be on this shelf for eternity?

© Rose 2017
I'm confident in myself and in who God created me to be... but it would be nice to have a shoulder to cry on sometimes.
Rose
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Rose
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