Imagine

Imagine 

Imagine 

Imagine 

Someone 

Actually 

Seeing me.

I grow 

Tired 

Of 

Searching.

In believing.

Imagine 

That

It will

Happen.

But

I know

In my

Soul 

It will 

Not.

As I

Get a

Little

Older..

I realize 

The only 

One that

Sees me

Knows me

And

Loves me

Is God.

Last time

I checked

He is 

Unavailable 

For what

I need..

The partnership

The friendship

The lover 

I am 

Looking

For.

So...

I 

Imagine 

That I 

Will

Be alone...

And that

Will 

Have to 

Be ok.

Because

I am alone.

But imagine 

Imagine 

Imagine 

If just 

One man

Saw me.

Fell in 

Love with me

And 

Wanted me.

But

Those silly

Girl are

Dreams.