Is It Wrong Or Is It Nothing Poem by William Levy

Is It Wrong Or Is It Nothing



Everyday I awake more confused
yet I love and live alone

I want to be held
I don't want to sit in a dark room

I want to be calmed
I don't want to yell in your face

I want to be encouraged
I don't want to watch your soul die

I want to be loved
I don't want to dream alone

I want to be content
Is that so wrong?

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