Wish I had a shoulder

by Fran
(Belfast N.Ireland)

Wish I had a shoulder
Just one, that's not my own,
that I could cry on, that would understand,
cause I'm afraid sometimes,
I'm sad sometimes,
I'm angry and fed up sometimes,
but I'm alone most times.

Wish I had an arm,
Just one that's not my own,
to hug away my fears,
hug away my pain,
sorrow and anguish,
but not one can I find,
cause I'm on my own most times.

Wish I had a smiling face,
Just one that's not my own,
who could look at me,
and understand, reassure,
smiling eyes, trusting eyes
just to be there sometimes,
to care sometimes,
For I'm on my own most times.