I feel the need to walk alone,
Counting my steps, one two three
And laugh at myself, how stupid me.

I feel the need to have a talk,
Talk that makes no sense, neither
to you nor to me, oh God!

I feel the need to take a turn,
From vibes that are negative, which
may never ever uplift me.

I feel the need of soothing music,
A little now and a little later, I need
it every passing hour.

I feel the need to love myself,
As i need to be loved,
Purely, perfectly and passionately.