Knowing What It Is To Love Me

Nobody in my life will kiss me
And know what it is to love me
And take my hand to hold me
Like they are in love with me.

Nobody in my life really cares
Or makes an effort to love
The lonely strands of hair
That cover my face from above.

Nobody has the time to give
And the heart to take
That im giving out to live
A life that wont break.

Everyone is happy
Complacent with their lives
And the ruitine that drags
Deep within the bee hive.

I wouldn't have to sit around
Wasting so much time
If blind eyes opened and found
That I've been here all this time.

Some day it will be regretted
When I stuck out my hand
And opened up my arms
So you could smack them to the sand.