I hear a cricket
Chripping all night
And I see the moon
Rising behind the clouds

I sit in my feelings
Its like I'm in a puddle
A deep hole
And its hard to get out

Like when you lay down And awkwardly
Your limbs altogether
Just get stuck

Though I can move
I feel like my emotions
Hold me down
Tied to my mattress

Like the straps
On the chairs
For crazy people
The ones made of metal

Why when all the creatures go away
And the moon rises
I feel so lonely

Like when Bambi's mom
Got shot
Bambi must've been lonely.

I feel the cold side of my bed
And I hold my chest
Wishing I had someone

To hold me at night
When the moon rises
To kiss me outside
When my lips freeze

I need someone
To share my thoughts
maybe even my love
And a warm hug

Though I am only 14
And I have a life full ahead
How could I
Know what love is?

Besides my mother and father's
Gentle kind hearts and love
I don't understand the special
Bond them two share.

Asking myself questions
While I lay in bed
I turn over and face my wall
And I feel the coldness of it.

I wonder what if someone
Took the empty spot
On the right side of my bed
And kept it warm

So every time I
Turned to face the wall
It would be warm
Instead of chilly as always

But for now
I'll keep turning to the cold side
Of my bed
And dream of the day its warm

And I'll stay up
Listening to those annoying crickets
And stare at the moon

I'll keep on thinking
Of how lonely I really am
And sigh at my thoughts
Until I fall asleep.