A poem about men written a long time ago :) |
March 17, 1997 Mixed feelings Constantly I wish I could read his mind Fuck Justin. Fuck Tom. Fuck Josh. All men suck I am so confused We hit it off, great So, what’s he going to do about it? Just act like nothing happened? Sure, why not? He has no idea that it’s hurting me like this I just want to be loved and when I find someone great, I still can’t get him It won’t happen, so why do I get my hopes up? Why do I tell myself that he could like me enough to want a relationship? He probably just considered it a one day thing What’s wrong with me? I can’t figure out why nobody will have me I just want to be happy but nooooo, life’s not that easy Life sucks Men suck I suck One minute I think he likes me enough to turn our spark into a flame And the next I’m sure that I’m not good enough or old enough This hurts I don’t understand it just does I’m just frustrated I’m just depressed I just can’t figure myself or anybody else around me out There’s so many things I don’t understand Will I ever? It’s not Josh that’s doing this It’s just everything I can’t talk to anybody about any of this No one cares and understands Only me, myself and I I guess that’s just about the only thing you’re sure you’ll have And just never know if you are going to lose yourself. |