Here's my problem with
"He's all wrong for you:"
do you have anyone lined up who is "all right" for me?
I may be too good for him in your eyes,
but who actually counts the tally?
You fuss and insult until finally
I drive us apart because
I can't stand being with someone
you've convinced me I'm better than.
Then within hours you're dragging me out,
wondering out loud
why I can't get over such a low life.
But what I don't see
are all of these guys, who you deem acceptable,
lined up to love me.
I see years alone,
and an unfinished break up
to plague me.