With all my loves
I always tried to put them above
I had been so blessed
But, I failed all of their test
Now looking back
I have become so depressed
Because
I could not pick just one from all the rest
Just one best
Always, I was wanting to see the next beauty
undressed
Looking with these wondering eyes
Never wondering why
or should I say, asking why
The only word I knew was goodbye
Never looking directly into their eyes
I never lied
I sure cannot say it was because of to much pride
I think all I wanted was the moments of what they
could provide
I was never looking for a bride
I was always upfront again I never lied
I question the word I often used
"Tried"
If there was any feelings they were denied
Always needing the next best, something on the side
Never just satisfied
Always feeling dissatisfied
Two words that coincide
I did my best?
Now terrified
Justified
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