
"I am society’s child, this is how they made me, and now I’m sayin’ what's on my mind and they don’t want that. This is what you made me,
i wonder do i have a target on my back
am i just pick on because maybe i am soft
why do i seem to end up alone
it seems like i always end up second
so this weekend i created my private sanctuary
where i don't have to worry about being loved
or why i'm not getting the attention that i deserve or desire
maybe i'm asking for to much so in my private world
i'm free
because lonelinesss is bad my thoughts begin to wonder
thats when i begin to write
i love sharing my thoughts on tva
but i dont want to be that member that only gets responesjust because i responded to there poem
i want to read or respond because they really like what i had to say
i just feel alone and i'm very unhappy
sad feeling very guilty and i don't know why
so i enter my private sanctuary which is more like a cave
i feel like whitney in the movie bodyguard who can i run to?