I need sunshine, I need rain,
I need love and I need puppies,
I need flowers and I need bees,
I need passion, don't you ever forget it,
but it probably will be forgot,
it always is.
I need a clear mind and fresh air to breathe,
I need sort of normality, but sometimes complexity,
I can be complex,
awkward at times,
You see, I actually know the real me,
I need touch, but not  too intimately,
I'm a being with feelings,

I don't need, to walk on my own,
through the pouring rain,
I need you to hold an umbrella for me,
hold it high over my head.
I don't really need umbrellas,
I hate them, they drive me insane,
I told you, I am awkward.
I'm pretty unreachable,
very unteachable,
stubborn,
feisty,
and so very quiet at times.

In the pharmacy,
I found, tens machines for those in pain,
some say they work, others just laugh,
tell me I'm having a freaking giraffe,
Looked closer, I  really did,
astonished at what was on offer,
What did I find?
Electronic gadgets for spot removal,
a prolific acne remover,
kind of reminded me of Wily Coyote,
with all his" acme  patented", road runner beating devices,
Something conjured from cartoons,
perhaps,
another one for removal of ulcers in mouths,
Well I just don't know,
I'm not perfect,
I have my flaws,
more than most in fact,
but I need no electronic gadgets.
Have more to spend my money on,  
and that's an absolute fact!
(c) Livvi