If I had an extra feature,
It would be ears for confiding,
Knowing that my life is insignificant,
I can use and extra pair of ears,
So they can hear my silent crying.
My secrets will be kept secured,
When I know it's flesh of my flesh,
So when I can't find the cure,
Releasing this stress of mine,
Will never fail me,
Regardless of the mess.
I need a friend,
Who knows the troubles that come,
Someone who can understand,
That this troubled life,
Follows me everywhere,
With no intentions to be gone.
I need ears for confiding.