Lonely? in All of Me

I don’t know if that’s the right word.

I have so many friends, and I am incredibly grateful for each one.

I’m lonely for myself I suppose.

I don’t even recognize myself anymore.

I want someone to wrap me in strong arms and let me fall asleep.

I don’t want that because I would have to know someone well enough to feel comfortable with someone holding me.

I want that from people who don’t want to give it to me.

I am a mess.