I look around to see everybody with somebody
Their special somebody
Their first choice
The somebody that makes me feel ok, good, safe even

But I don't have a somebody

I'm always a second choice
A last option
A last resort
A last thought

I want a somebody wether it be a
Lover
Friend
Chosen family member

But I'm scared to have that somebody
And
I don't know why

Maybe it's because ...
I'm scared that somebody will want me
I'm scared that somebody will see me for how...