Rant Poem 3

I wrote this when I was at school and feeling lonely and homesick. As with all of my other "rants" no attention is paid to rhyme or meter.

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I Miss

I miss people who get me.
Who understand that I cry all the time and that an hour later I am silly, and passionate, and ready to laugh until I choke.
I miss people who overlook the dirt on my feet when I have been walking barefoot and sweaty for most of the day, and who it might even remind of good times.
I miss people who do not care about appearances
And who are not competitive over grades
Or futures
And just want now
I miss people who treat me the same when I have put makeup on and straightened my hair
Or just rolled out of bed greasy and tired.
And perhaps do not notice the difference
I miss people who deserve me at my best because they have loved me at my worst.
That understand that try as I may, I wear my emotions on my sleeve
Who know that if I’m sad, I’m sad
If I’m angry, I’m angry
If I’m frustrated, I’m frustrated
But know that if I love them, I love them.

I want someone to want me even though when I get talking about politics I get out of hand and rant for half an hours at a time
And simply nod and say
“Yeah, baby, I know, I know what you mean.” And I’d like it if they really did sometimes.
I miss phone calls because summer songs are on the radio
And late night conversations
And late night walks
I am trying
I try
And I try
But I am no good at
Being alone