The Older

The older

The older I get
The more I want a partner in life
But I don't even love every aspect of me
So how can I want someone's love when I don't have my own
The pain is never shown
Dapper to the public
Show off my smile in most pics
Feel bad for myself when the camera is off
Wish I could explain
But this condition isn’t something I want to explain
Have already sustained so much pain
Stuck in my head
Convincing myself that I’m better off dead
Prayers to the almighty wishing there was a cure
But I’m sure this is a disease that doesn’t ease
Just wish I can ease my mind
I know I’ll be happier then
I hope I’m able to find a partner then
The older I get
The more I don’t want to be alone

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