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Aug 2011
I’ve decided to give up searching for the one meant for me,
Because if I don’t stop, I will never be able to be happy.
No one will ever take the time to get to know me, no one will ever take the time to understand,
And because of that, now all I’ll be for the rest of my life is a lonely man.
I don’t ask much at all of anyone,
All I really want is to truly be loved by someone,
And love them, too.
But it seems as though this dream can never come true.
It isn’t really that important that I’m happy,
I just want everyone I care about to be.
The problem is, I get my heart broken every time I place my faith in a girl,
And make her my life, my whole world.
I’ve been through enough pain in my life, right?
So why do I still have to put up with this fight?
I guess the men I am isn’t good enough,
I must not be made of the right stuff,
Because no one seems to want me,
They don’t even want to know me
And that just makes me see,
Just how important I must be.
All I want to do is hold her in my arms,
And do everything I can to keep her out of harms
Way.
But that’s something that I cannot even say.
Because I know that I’ll get yelled at,
Because I’ll be told on by some rat.
One that only cares about destroying peoples lives,
And making unfaithful all of the men’s wives.
I’ve got so much love in my heart,
But I know that from her, I’ll always be apart.
I sure don’t blame her,
If roles were reversed, I’d do the same, that’s for sure.
Now I just don’t have any idea what I’m to do,
Because it seems as though I’ll never find a girl to whom my heart is allowed to remain true.
It just makes me so sad,
That I don’t have any room to get mad.
I feel so depressed,
And on top of that, I’m so **** stressed.
Plus, I feel like such a fool.
To have ever thought that I could be cared about by someone so beautiful, kind, and cool.
So what I am to do now is something I do not know,
I have no idea which way my life is now suppose to go.
I just feel like such a ****,
Because she was the only reason I loved to work.
But now I don’t have really any motivation,
But I don’t have anytime for procrastination.
Because my life has been o hold far too long,
And if I waste anymore of it, it’ll be long gone
So now I have to find something else to motivate me,
And continue to be the best I can be.
The only problem is that spending time with her made me a better person
.Now that I know she doesn’t care like I thought, I’m no longer able to be that person.
That’s okay, though, because she is such an incredible girl,
That she could have any man in the entire world.
But that isn’t who she is,
She isn’t into taking everything of his,
Breaking a man’s heart,
Or trying to tear his soul apart.
I’m not really sure what else to say,
So I guess it’s best to end it in this way:
Love for her would’ve been number one on my list,
And to her, never would I ever raise a fist.
To her, I would be honest and true,
And never would there ever be anything she could do,
To cause me to ever shun her,
And of that, I am one-hundred percent sure.
Dustin Glen Kohman
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