All These Things Poem by *Brad Combs* (The Igloo Pirate too) *^*Sitting at that Table for One*^*

All i want is to be huged, and not be treated like a thug,
All I wanted was to hold you and say 'I love you, ' not shuned for the fun,
All i wanted was to be told that 'I care about u, ' not 'I hate u'
All i wanted was to have your attention, not the depressed feelin

I know now that im not good enough for u,
I know now that i am to live this lonely life,

My only hope is for u to be happy,
My only dream is for u to find your place in life,

All i care about i have lost
No where to be found, No where to be sought
I am finished, I am done
I will no longer go on