I want...

I want for someone to call my own.
I thought it was you.
The sound of your voice,
It makes me shiver.

I dont want to be alone.
Only if you really knew.
I wish you didn't pick that by choice.
Because it made me cry.

Sometimes I even wonder if you're all there.
You know, it's all unfair.
Indeed, I wrote this poem for you.
So you can see my views.

I'm sick of feeling down.
I want to stop with all these frowns
Can you make them go away.
I dont care, maybe for just one day?