people ask me,
angel, what is it that you need?
what is it that you say your missing so badly?
all i say is one word yet none seem to understand a word i speak
the one thing that i need to live, yet have lived without at times,
a figure to hush and console me when i let out a cry,
I woke from dreams of my bliss ignorance,
maybe its just a fantasy,
where i dont need welfare
maybe it was me that caused it,
all the fighting and the hurting,
tried to kill myself crying
because i didnt want to be a burden
one day when i dont need problems with this thing