M. I. A. Love doesn’t know my name, It hides itself from my heart, It screams in horror at the sight of my face, Love wants nothing to do with me. Love doesn’t send me protectors, It leaves me exposed to the hurt of the world, It allows pain and fear to devour me, As I drown in my own tears. Can someone talk to love for me, Ask it to please send a friend my way, Someone who cares if I smile or cry, Someone who cares if I live or die, Please talk to love for me.