Someone who cares

I just want someone to share

how I've been impaired

Someone who cares

Someone who's there

 

Not a friend bieing nice

who thinks their paying the price

Someone who cares

Someone who's there

 

a person for advice

a person to help through the nights

Someone who cares

Someone who's there

 

a person to hear my feelings

and to help with my dealings

Someone who cares

Someone who's there

 

someone to be with

but for me thats a myth

can't find her anywhere

all i have is despair

Author's Note

i think it might need a little more but i dont know. little input would help a lot please thanks!

Reviews

[Amanda]

This was real good, a lot of people want this, most people actually haha nice job

[♪The Girl Next Do..]

I love it :) I can relate so much, it's crazy! The poem hits close to home, Harley. It's amazing. I have no words! Excellent!!!

[Harley (arbiter)]

Thanks. You're poem reminded me of this one so I sent a request heheh

[♪The Girl Next Door♪]

I was gonna say this reminds menorah something...something I just wrote :P

[Harley (arbiter)]

Menorah? Huh? Typo?

[♪The Girl Next Door♪]

Lol yes frickin spell check XD I meant reminds me of :P

[Harley (arbiter)]

OMG I hate spell check

[♪The Girl Next Door♪]

Ikr? So. Annoying.

[Harley (arbiter)]

And can't turn the darn thing off!

[♪The Girl Next Door♪]

I know!

[Harley (arbiter)]

Well...... you can but it's wrong to hack stuff....

[♪The Girl Next Door♪]

it is? ... XD

[Harley (arbiter)]

Yeah that's why I don't no more. Heh...

[♪The Girl Next Door♪]

Heh heh...

[Aurora .I.]

I like this piece of work as well because it brings back a common discussion/ question I have with myself and others. As humans we want people to understand who we are, how we think, that's just natural. We are beings that feed off social activity. We live off of emotions and in some essence all we are is emotions. A jar of strangled emotions starved for breath. That's why we look for love because we need someone to talk to yet it can't be just anyone. I think that's why people tend to fall in love a little too easily, it isn't actually the person but more so their strangled emotions controlling them, wanting to get out and breath and share. I'm sorry, I'm ranting. Anyway I really, really love this piece! It's very, very good and it got me thinking! Looking forward to your next piece!

[The Empty Hour Glass]

I was only able to find this because of your review of my poem, so I must thank you for that. And as you requested - I'll review this piece of your work... Where to start? On my first read through I noticed quite a few little mistakes, as far as grammar and spelling goes - a few capitalization errors here and there, and the most profound word I found was in the first line of the second stanza - 'bieing' should be 'being' if I'm not mistaken. Again - little mistakes that come from not revising before publishing* Your rhyme scheme is great, though I feel the first two lines of the third stanza are a little off unless the reader reads it how you would (which may not always be the case*). I feel the structure you used aids the flow of the work. Overall - I enjoyed this poem. Thank you for introducing me to it, and here is your review.