I remember,
As a child,
The loneliness that
Pulled at my chest,
Thinning my heart
Until it stretched so far
I couldn't see the ends.

And I'd cry.
And I'd think.

And I'd think that
All I needed was a little bit of love.
A little bit of adoration
From manlier lips,
A kiss.

So I'd try
And I'd cry,
Because the more I tried,
The more I failed.

And it's kind of funny now,
Because kisses only seem
To make me lonelier.
And in the middle of a crowd now,
I die.

I'm still sad inside.