To Be Loved

No cuddles from her mother,
She doesn't know the girl wants any.

No comfort from her father,
Thats just not his way.

No sympathy from her sister,
She's too young to understand.

Unable to talk to her friends,
She's too proud for that.

Her boyfriend's left confused,
Unaware that anythings wrong.

The one who can make everything better,
Is gone.

She remains alone, but thats the way she wanted it,
Wasn't it?
Wasn't that why she pushed them all away?

by Lily Espinosa

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