Feels so cold...
standing alone...
feels never ending, myself I told...
like an unwanted toy, I can't be sold...
broken so much, in ways so bold...
so old... this is starting to get like...
Heart damaged, like Tina was by Ike...
but still got back up on my bike...
Lookin for him is like a never ending hike...
Sike...is said to me, after I love you...
I need love..like LL coo...
In relationships I'm just the tool...
Then I get wore down, next it's time for my renewal...
Tossed away like rubish...
want to be delivered from this...
wish to hold the key of his...
Heart...I would SMILE like ppl at Walmart...
So like art..my love can be...
But I guess He...
Will never see...
That I would be down on bended nee...
But no one's lookin for me...
So I guess I'll remain alone and Hurting...
As I continue looking and searching