Sometimes Never - Seasons

I sit all alone
Buried in the wake of what I've done
Twisting and turning but can't escape
I am entangled in my own web
I only seem to long for things when I cannot have them

I look deep inside
Deny the hunger that I find
Pleading and bleeding but can't obtain
I am forever a malcontent
All the things I long for never cherish once I have them

I call out for summer when my body freezes
I beg for the winter when I begin to melt
I pray for the rebirth as fall comes to take away
I wish it was over as spring is born again

I wish I could accept the hand that has been given to me
Start to take hold, appreciate, and find some stability
But every day I find myself getting bored, wishing for more
Why must I always strive to have the spring when I'm in the fall