I think my problem is I am tired of silence so I speak out of turn.
I want to be heard but it stays in my head and all the wrong things get said.
I want to talk and cuddle and love.
I want someone to love me and not feel like the ghost.
I want someone to tell me nicely that I hurt them or not take it to heart.
Not someone to make me worthless and not worthy of love.
I want to be better but I fear I cannot.
And the world wouldn’t miss me if I were gone.