The last thing I want to do is to come off as needy,

but it is true I suppose, so true that I need so many things,

small things, big things, trivial things, important things,

see, all these needs are only the branches of just one thing,

My love.

 

I need to be accepted, I cannot stand being alone without stories,

take me into your arms to be loved because I crave affection,

please do not berate me for my faults, all I need is to please you,

what can I do to make you proud; anything, something, everything,

Tell me, I will do all the things for you to treat me as yours.

 

Lock me in a room with stories to fill Earth thirty-five times over,

I will suck the love out of them and still be eternally empty,

so I need you to give me stories without end to comfort me,

chase away the nightmares and cloaks of darkness that holds the truth,

Stories cannot be me and I will always be alone.

 

Selfishness and greed are not tolerated father always said,

share your life, share your soul, share your tears without hesitation,

my health is of no importance, I need my family to live on,

take my life, take my soul, take my tears without hesitation,

Anything for you father, mother, sister, brother, grandfather, grandmother.

 

There is more to my need, need for my friends’ safety,

two-faced, three-faced, four-faced, all one face to me,

trust them with the pieces of my love; leftovers of my family’s needs,

open up and I will pour all the rest I can spare into you,

Leave me low and dry as long as you are satisfied, and love me back please?

 

My love,

all these needs are only the branches of just one thing,

see, small things, big things, trivial things, important things,

it is true I suppose, so true that I need so many things,

But the last thing I want to do is to come off as needy.