Right now I'm stuck behind bars,
Not the real bars,
The stupid ones that are in my mind.

The ones that it is harder to break through,
The ones that need two,
The ones that may need you.

I know what you're thinking, 
"How are you alone?
"It isn't like you don't have people with you at home."

But you see it isn't like that,
They don't see the things I feel,
Especially the things that may as well not be real.

I don't need emancipating,
I'm a big girl now,
I just need my confidence back.

I need some love,
To pull me out of my funk,
To free myself.

Someone took it away,
Made me anxious, lost and scared,
Frightened.

I need your love to reach through the bars,
To take my hand,
And hold mine.

I need you to make me feel like I'm not invisible,
Like I matter,
Because I don't feel like I do.

I feel like I'm worthless,
Undeserving of your love,
Which is why I know I need it.

I don't need the physical act of love,
The sweat and the sex,
I need the love from alongside it.

My heart has spent too long open,
Too long been beaten to the core,
Taken to the edge and clung on for dear life.

Please come and show me,
Make my sentence shorter,
Make me feel normal again.