Attention

I crave attention,

it sounds bad but it's true.

I crave attention, 

because I never got any from you. 

I won't tell you I cut myself

but I'll drop a few hints

because maybe, somehow

you'll notice how I wince.

I won't tell you I starve myself,

that I purge and restrict,

but I want you to know

about the pain I inflict

I want to be comforted,

be told it's okay

I want to be held,

though I push you away

I need this from you,

Though I won't ever say.