Longing to be loved

[danizana.livejournal.com]

Singleness... ,Alone in a dry cold world.
i look up to the stars, they cannot tell
i have talents which i cannot control
Here i am alone and depressed.
Like in a wasteland of emptiness.
Waiting for the rain,
It's like an electrical storm in my head.

i failed something i struggled to do.
It was something I was forced to do.
i did not enjoy what i had to do.

Are these talents a curse, or are they a gift?
Did they evolve from me struggling to exist?
I have to many and some are like a myth.

Yes, i do struggle to exist and respected.
i battle to be accepted and appreciated.
i find it hard to be loved and to be held.
I am longing to be loved.