Topsy turny
Broken
Confused
Empty, shattered, hurt, abused
Love sick
But searching
Broken hearted with a grin
Trying to fix the bruises
With the pleasures of sin
Playing hokey pokey
Jumping in and out
****** up mental
Needy soul
Aching lonely heart
Comparing every savior
To the source of my demise
Trying to find another
That sees me with his eyes
Trying to find another
To hold me in his hand
Shove me in his pocket
Take away my grin
Trying to find another
To treat me like he did
Though everything he gave
Brings me back to here
Broken
Shattered
Lonely
Searching for a dove
Aching for a pleasure
Heard someone call it love
Brushing off the good ones
Causes they’re not like he was
Holding on to hope
While playing blind to just
Being happy
Being free
Sharing in a world
That brings me so much pleasure
Where I am understood
Where I am respected for simply being me
Where I can see me in his eyes
And he sees him in me
Searching for a token
Trying to survive
Trying to escape him
Trying to let him die
See he’s no longer with me
But I feel him deep inside
Saying as long as I’m within you
You’ll never be alive