Not So Friendly

They always cut me When I ask for friendship The harshest stares and glares I do receive for something I would think just as good As painful intimate touching Less blood is spilled More feelings are shared My sole life's purpose Is not to eternally feel Sharp nails run down my skin A passionate hug Is quite satisfactory I will even settle for A hard pat on the back But that is not always What the heart craves There is no saving This terrible situation I guess I'll always walk Past coffee shops My eyes forever twitching And I'll duck behind garbage cans Bowing my head, tipping my hat To those scornful ladies I have so very much wronged