Uncertain Poem by Jayce McCormick

What does it mean to need?
And how does it make you feel?
What does it mean to cling?
And how does it make you feel?

How should I know my needs?
And how should they make me feel?
Why should I never cling?
And how would it make me feel?

Where do I find my needs?
And how will they make me feel?
What if I desperately cling?
How would that make you feel?

Because I don't know what I need
And I do know how that feels
Because all I can do is cling
If I don't know what is real