Tales of woe of a simple girl,
Who may not be so simple,
Though her problems certainly are.
Problem one:
A tall blonde,
Strong and secure and safe,
Who makes my heart race.
Problem two:
An Italian,
Goofy and dorky and the best friend I could have,
With a "girlfriend", though she doesn't want labels.
Problem three:
The boyfriend,
Sarcastic and perfect and exactly like me,
Who I just don't seem to care as much about anymore.
Problem four:
The best friend,
Who's been with me through thick and thin,
Who's the love of my life, and who is confused about his sexuality.
Problem five:
My own confusion,
Over sexuality,
Over love, over life.
Problem six:
Commitment issues
I never knew I had,
I always suspected I had.
Problem seven:
My depression that deepens with every heartbreak,
Every moment of happiness,
Every single moment of my ever-confusing life.