I don’t want to sleep alone all day,
I don’t want to never want to wake,
I don’t want to go and sometimes stay,
I don’t want to be unreal and fake.
I wish to resolve what is inside,
I wish for a cold dark place to hide,
I wish for someone in which to confide,
I wish to have laughed instead of cried.
I want to feel the beauty I sometimes see
I want to sense the skin I long to touch
I want to be captive instead of almost free
I want to be the petal to your clutch.