Somebody To Lean On
Living,
What's the point?
Without friends and family,
Why am I in this joint?
Without love,
Without care,
What am I gonna do?
I simply cannot do this
Without you.
It's true.
I'm a child.
I need care.
I need someone to brush their fingers
Through my hair.
I'm like a baby cub,
Looking for some love.
That's the only way
That I wll soar like a dove.
It's crazy,
How the,
Loneliness,
Just gets to you.
I know that Sigmund Freud,
Would agree when I say that,
Loneliness is the worst type of void.
It tears you apart.
Breaks your heart.
Makes me feel
Like I am always in the dark.
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