Yearning

Why can’t I be loved for once in my life?
Some people believe that it’s no big deal.
But every day I’m filled with such strife.
I feel as if my wounds will never heal.

I suppose I’m undesirable.
Nobody will give me a second look.
I don’t believe I’ll ever be able
To escape from this cold and piercing hook.

For the absence of love is shattering.
And I don’t want to always be alone.
Someone must alleviate this aching.
This anguish completely cuts to the bone.

My friends can’t help; though they’re filled with virtue,
They have no idea what I’m going through.