Poignantly beautiful
Why do I have
A consuming need
For things unattainable
Fueled by my greed
Why do I wish
For a fairytale life
When all I end up with
Is heartache and strife
Why do I stand
Outside in the rain
Then act all surprised
And curse all the pain
Why do I need
To feel owned and controlled
By someone who leaves me
With words left untold
Why do I write
These words as I cry
Because if I stopped
I fear I might die