What does it mean, to just be wanted
Why do I need to be someone's desire
Will I find love, even more than the lust
I've been empty, walk around haunted
Why do I care, life is a dumpster fire
If I've never found someone I can trust
It doesn't matter if my life is at an end
If all I wanted, needed or cannot have
Is to be withheld from me, with laughter
My dreams are nothing, I so don't matter
(Not autobiographical, I love my wife.)
