i don't need the presence of others
(but hold me in the night during terrors)

i don't need to talk about my issues
(but listen if you want, it'd mean a lot)

i don't need to be loved to feel whole
(but if you laid by my side, maybe this half would
-- might be happy)

i don't need to be understood by society
(but read these anguished words and you might
know me more than my real life friends)

i don't want pity from you
(but give me more than that, or not, since
i don't really deserve an ounce of it)

i don't want to die yet, not truly
(but life doesn't feel so good when
i'm alone all the time anyways)