Necesito Más Que Yo

Sat, 04/09/2016 - 17:58 -- jgjello

Being alone

Is all I own.

But there's nothing, no,

When they all go.


A facade I wear...

Why should I care

When my feelings no one shares,

When wherever I go,

Nobody's there?


With no one there to encourage


I feel I have no use.


I give myself to the shifting voyage

   of life.


I realize,

I need a pair of eyes

   To look back at me

And to look through

    all of my lies.


A hand to hold,

"You're good," I'm told.

It's as good as gold,


    I'm not




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