filled with everything and then just your face

it yearns to be sheltered, no chance of loss

and always it whispers, is love worth the cost?

 

i want to run, i want to scream

i want to know that i am free

these wants are futile, i know in my heart

thats why I'm fighting so hard, because it ends with me in the dark

 

love has not been gentle, it has not been kind, 

then i wonder, what would i discover, if i knew what to find

it is not love i have known, not love i have felt

because what kind of love hangs my soul with a belt 

 

i will keep looking, i will keep trying 

but don't expect much of me, i have too long been crying

please be gentle, please be kind

i ache to find love, while keeping my mind