Straining for the need of attention.
The regret of walking away eats me.
I don't know why I'm always longing for more love.
Is love a sin?

It seems like I'm always needing someone by my side.
I'm angry with myself, always frustrated.
But my decisions have me standing alone.
Is needing a sin?

This feeling creeps inside me like a buglar in the night his name is, Jealousy.
All this time I've been always fighting with myself.
I've broken myself from the outside.
Is desperation a sin?

I'm walking alone, lost in this thing called life.
Just wait, I'm getting back!
The fear of being myself crasps me tighting and won't let go.
Is wanting love a sin?

If it's not, then what is?