Abyss

Sometimes, I am this whiny little child that hasn't really grown up

I may be showy

All I want is self-worth and to know I am special to someone

I've lived in this glass box all alone looking down

I've built this box for ten lousy years

My efforts to get someone to stay by me hit me in the face

What am I doing wrong?

Or is it the wrong tactics?

Most people would've given up and died by now

I don't

I just keep going, hoping someone will actually put up with me

When someone does manage to take me out of my glass box and show me life,

I'm happy

But when they leave

I want to stay with them

But I don't know how to turn their attention to me

I just end up making more people hate me

So I act goofy and happy

But in the end,

I get bored and desperate

I don't know why I do certain things or act a certain way

All I know is I don't want to go in that glass prison again

I just want to loved be someone special