Why do I feel so lost even though I'm surrounded?
There are those who say they love me
Will I ever know they do?
I wonder if it's possible to feel true love
Is love something real or imagined?
I know I want to feel it
I hope it doesn't burn
Which is real?
Love or desire?
Desire to be loved
Love of being desired
I sicken myself with what I fail to feel
Why do I open myself this way?
