I turn to you to validate me. I'm always left feeling half full. I put you on a pedesta.l You topple over... You disgust me. Why can't you be perfect, Why can't you just CHOOSE. I want to be your only. Pick me pick me! I need you. Self love is overrated, Self love is too much work. You focus on giving me a substitute I'll focus on hiding the truth. I hate the silent moments. My thoughts ring way too loud. You fill the voids of emptiness And yet still I'm left wanting more! You're supposed to have all the answers. You're supposed to read my mind. If you truly had any sense You would realize I hate being alone. I need you to validate me. Your ratings give such worth. The minute you break my heart The cycle just restarts. T.Christine 2015
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2b2b2 says: Great Share.....deep roots....thanks for sharing! |
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