Questions

It was me who was strong
Who fixed all your wrongs

But now I am weak
And my words are meek

**c* these emotions
Stronger than the oceans

I am in a dark and empty room
Praying to god that I will bloom

I **c*ing hate the way I feel
Why does this life have to be real?

Why do I always have to be alone?
Why do I always cry and moan?

Why do I always feel like this?
Why didn’t this life I get to miss?

Why do I always end up here?
Why is it my eyes that are always smeared?

So many questions and no answers
Worse than no solution to our cancers

What I need is a sense of hope
Someone on which I can grope

So I continue my search
But always hiding on my perch

Won’t you please love me?
Wont you please hold me?

I need you, someone like you
The one who will makes the skies blue

The one who will make me smile
The one who will who thinks im worthwhile

The one who will make moods go away
The one who will say "I'll never go away"

The one who can conquer the ocean
The one who will bring back the happy emotion

Can you be all these things?
For someone who always clings?