Dying

When I was born I was dying for warmth

And as I grew I was dying again

Dying for affection, for love

I was dying simply for a friend

Through I got all of these

I'm always dying for more

Dying to ger older 

Dying to escape lifes revolving door

I'm dying to find someone

Dying to settle down

Dying to be happier

To have someone to wrap around

If I continue dying every day

I'll hit 99 and be week

I'll be dying to see my family

Dying not to fade as the past is what I seek

And then I'll see in the light

I was finally dying for soemthing to give

And then I'll know I had been dying for so long

I had forgotten how to live.