Poor

I wish I could write you everyday
But I'm afraid you might expect it
What you may think about me worries me though
As well as what you might say about me, from day to day
All I want is your love
I just want your approval
I want things to be perfect

Wish things were different
I would see you all the time
Without you I'm worthless
I'm guilty and a disgrace
Because I have no money to show

With not a dime to spare
I'm still missing you
Wish I could be there
But with me that is unusual
For me to feel that way is quite rare