Poems From Another Sad Teenager

i'm lonely, but at least i've got myself for now

do i betray myself
every time i quietly long
for the warmth of
another person's skin?

because i know that i am whole
and interesting by myself,
but still i'm not satisfied
with having nothing but me.

is it so wrong to want someone?
to want someone who cares?
someone to pull me in
and love me as i am?

i know that i love me as i am,
but now i feel like i've
come to a standstill,
and have nowhere else to go.

i have explored every region
of my person.
is it time for me to let
somebody else explore my mind?

i see no other option.
where else is there to run?
for now i'll sit here lonely,
but happy with who i have become.