Please don't leave me, I don't want to be alone. I don't know how you feel, But when you're here its home. I'm calm, and comfortable. Able to focus, and be real. I have a broken heart, yes. But.. My love wounds attempt to heal. Love wounds my attempts to heal. I trust too much, can't handle or deal When I get let down; get in bad ordeals. Afflicted, my name it says it all, and I say: I didn't ask to be born, to grow up this way. I never asked for a mom, or cried out for a dad. If they left or they stayed, I wouldn't be mad. But I never got the option, not even to care. Dare to be aware of knowing no one was ever there? I hate the feeling, it hits me deep in my chest My personality reflects traits that may not be best; I crave your affection. Really bad, you don't know.. I just need all that love that i consistently show. I'm afraid to be forgotten, I'm afraid to let you go.