In need of being loved

In need of being loved.

Whispering bitter blues, unaware of happy faces;

Life wrapped up in bubble wrap is a caged way to live.

Tongue torn from my mouth; words without fire are wasted.

So have my soul and all I own, because all I have to give is apathy.

I am without passion, so my true thoughts sound false.

All I can say is give me a chance

And you might help me to find my voice.

As I walk along in my little red hoody, I am surrounded by wolves.

As I escape in my Mini Metro, I wish that it could be a Rolls Royce.

But I have forever been a poor boy in a mad man’s creation;

Money is so necessary to become, that I will never be.

As I wave goodbye to my youth, I am in need of inspiration.

I am lost in a shadow of the man I once was and nothing is ever free.

If I promise to change, you would no longer listen,

Because you have heard my words before, so you will know that I lie.

I could tell you with age I will no longer be missing,

But will I still be here in the front of your mind, in the morning light?

Feet rammed into the ground, I cannot be moved,

Unless I hear you say something truly spoken from the heart.

If I could be anything, then I would be just like you,

Because you are capable of doing anything and I love all that you are.

A fingertip away from grabbing my destiny;

I dive into your arms and hope you will catch me.

A bolt from the blue, a memory as a matter of fact;

Your love is worth fighting for, so I will swear this pact…

You and I until the end of time…

Break my heart or love me truly.

The choice is yours, the hope is mine.

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