I’m craving the touch of love again
Though I’ve never felt it before
My mind aches as I listen to songs of love
Not knowing how it feels when it hits
Staring in the mirror
Craving a different reflection
Because I know my own isn’t good enough
Love comes to those who are patient
But does it knock on the doors of people like me
Maybe there’s no one else like me at all
Unworthy, broken and alone
So I lay in bed
All alone
Tracing my own fingers over my head
Trying to figure out what it feels to be loved
When all I’ve ever done is crave it