She Needs to Feel

She was lonesome looking for a friend. Someone who had some time to spend. Nothing real or lasting through the night. Just someone she thought was right. Find a soul lonely like her. Lost and abandoned she prefers. With no ties that bind. Just someone that doesn't mind. Oh, she needed to feel. Something she thought that was so real. But you know that she is only fooling Herself. She keeps her heart in a book On a shelf. Thinking that no one can see. The kind of person that she can be. But the morning seems to find. The dark room without any blinds. That she could use to hide the shame. But you know there is no one to blame. For the lonely seek and give. Because she needs a reason to live. Always trying to wash away the truth. Just trying to relive her youth. Oh, she needed to feel. Something she thought that was so real. But you know that she is only fooling Herself. She keeps her heart in a book On a shelf. Thinking that no one can see. The kind of person that she can be. But you know we're all the same. As we search for the flame. We think it might us soul. But we don't see and never know. How the feelings come and pass. But they never seem to last. But deep down in our hearts. We all want to share a part. And feel like we belong. Hoping we don't find something wrong. But you know that we are only fooling Ourselves. We keep our heart in a book on A shelf. Thinking that no one can see. The kind of person that we can be.