You say you don't understand me,
Neither do I.
But I know why I do this.
Why I change.
Why I don't allow myself to care.
To cry in front of you.
To be whom I may actually be.
As to be me brings to much pain.
I just want to be loved,
The way men love women in movies,
In songs and in my dreams.
I just wish to be cared about,
And I know I am.
But I need help.
I need to get myself out of this hole.
I need you to help.
I need you to care,
To kiss the tears of my cheeks,
Once I do cry in front of you.

By Siobhan
Date: 18/July/2004