Fear
I want someone to love me for who I am. I want someone to need me... Is that so bad? I'm looking past all the madness but thats all I have, but I want someone to love me for who I am. Nothing makes sense nothing makes sense anymore. Nothing is right... Nothing is right when you're gone.
But I want someone to love me... For who I am.
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