Just wrote this tonight :)
Cactus:
Feeling lonely in a land of millions,
Cactus:
Feeling lonely in a land of millions,
This isn’t how I was meant to be,
Standing alone like a cactus in the desert,
Pushing people away with my prickles,
A spiky unwanted repellent,
Until nobody attempts to penetrate my outside,
To reach the heart of gold within,
The ticking of a clock becoming slower,
Days go by at a snail’s pace,
Causing my shell to crack,
Leaving me without somewhere to shelter from the world,
And nowhere to share with someone,
I wouldn’t say I try too hard,
Compliments and caring come naturally,
As polite personality falters and fails,
The longing tearing my insides apart,
Soul run over by a bulldozer,
Feeling ever so deflated,
With nothing left to lose,
It manages to release one last question,
If a girl professes to love someone,
How often is it the case that the man is a sleaze,
Leaving her on her knees,
While I wait in the shadows for someone to take a chance.