You don't need to love me,
there's no one else who does.
Not a soul who pity's,
when down it is I'm shoved.
Not a tear upon a cheek,
whenever I am wronged.
Not and hand to clap or cheer,
when it is I play my songs.
I only have myself you see,
there is no person else.
You don't need to love me,
Its I who hates myself...
saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-love-9/
