I've never been taught how to love

I've never been taught how to love

And express this magnificent feeling.

I'm sure there's something behind

Insignificant lexical meaning.

 

No fire inside to enchafe,

No wise words to quell worries of living.

I can't make you feel sound and safe,

I'm incapable of act of giving.

 

Emotions aren't given a vent,

And my heart is not close to forgiving

Myself for the path that I went

And the life I will sure be leading.

 

I'm stuck in the muteness of naught

With no light and no end of the healing.

It's love that I haven't been taught,

And my life that has nothing appealing.