The yearning to be loved and to be left alone at the same time
This longing to be taken care of by someone
And yet hide somewhere where no one can find me ever again
How does anyone wants me to describe this feeling
Where my head is empty
But this heart of mine filled with overwhelming feeling
That none can describe
There are days
When nothing but melancholy
Is all I have
Where all I do is hide
In the dark far away from anyone's reach
Giving this conception that all I'm good
But all I do is breath with this heavy chest of mine which sometimes feels like chore to me
I'm afraid that I'm broken beyond repair
That maybe maybe no one would be able to love a mess like me
But I still wonder if there's anyone
Who would put up with me
Someone who have a brave heart
To love me just enough to
Call me as home.