Sometimes I wonder
If the world really cares
It doesn't seem
To reach out
In my times of need
It never offers
To hold me tight
Or hug me close
Its never around
When Im on the ground
Its never close
When I need a friend
It leaves me on opened
But then asks
For my outstretched hand
Im its shoulder
But it's never my boulder
I know life isn't fair
But this is too cruel
Because I know
Im loved
And I know they care
But I always fear
That i'm the problem here
I crave
This physical warmth
Like the sky craves the moon
But I push it away
Like its something completely new
I need this attention
But I hate it
I can't seem to find
A reason why
Im either too quiet
Or too loud
Im practically bipolar
I can't even figure me out
It's like I'm two
Instead of one
Like I can't figure out
Who I want to become
I don't know
And I'm scared I never will
Because when I look at me
I cant decided
If I hate or love
The person I see
L.O.M
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Poetry By Me
PoetrySome poems I wrote,they are kinda wild and all over the place but they are unique and mine so please enjoy! Yours truly, L.O.M