All I Desire Is Your Attention Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

All I Desire Is Your Attention



Wait but I'm different,
Wait but I'm special,
Wait, Wait, Wait, how would you know if you never gave me a chance.
Rejection from first glance.
Oh yeah I know this dance.
Broke my middle finger on a merry-go-around this way.
All for a little bit of attention.
A lonely soul screaming look at me.
Not straight through and on to next.
Just one date, just one dinner, just one night on the town just one kiss, before I go what would it hurt if it's you don't even know.
Judged by a erie reflection.
Judged by past confessions.
I'm sorry if I'm not exciting enough.
I'm sorry if prefer the dark and quiet.
I'm sorry if I don't talk as much as I think I should.
Every single second you ignore my existence pushes me futher and father away.
I'm looking, I'm ready for something serious and the longer this goes on the more likely I'm to move on.
The illusion of praise, I don't want to be told how good of a man I am.
I want to hear you'll be okay when I'm having a really crappy day.
I want to be invited, not knock.
Sry I won't give chase I'm to old for those type of games.
I don't need a boost to the ego.
I know where I stand in my own my life.
I need to know where I stand with you.
There's still an open ended question you haven't answered from the last time our paths crossed.
For me this is temporary, till it's not.
But only if you speak up.
Make your voice be heard.
Be crystal clear and soon.
I'm not gonna wait.
Not more then I financially have to.
The realty is made a couple mistakes that landed me renting a room from you.
It definitely wasn't planned, and don't think for second I feel comfortable just down the hall.
It puts me on edge.
Sleepless nights, thinking of ways to make an extra buck trying find a way out.
I would love to say your always on my mind.
And there was definitely a time.
But that died out over year ago.
A flickering flame washed away by a hazy rain.
But doesn't mean it can't be rekindled if you actual showed an interest.
Instead of looking at me as just another paycheck.
But know if you don't sooner of later my luck will change and I'll find another place to rest my head.
With or without.

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