Want

I can be mean and downright cruel,
Doesn't mean I like to be that,
I don't try to deliberately hurt you,
But somehow wrong words just comes up.

Behind the condescending tone,
All the sarcasm lining the words,
Peel off all the layers,
Then you'll see I'm just afraid.

Words can be spun around,
Distorted into things that were not meant,
Breaking bonds and scarring relationships,
I had the front row seat to that viewing.

No one ever really listen anymore,
Less of self is a lost concept,
I should know that quite well,
Since when do I listen anymore.

All I've done is talking and hurting,
Never conveying what I really mean,
At least that's what you think,
I don't know how to prove you otherwise.

I may play the victim sometimes,
But I know I was at fault in this situation,
Frustration surged through me like electricity,
All I wanted was to be heard and be loved.