When did I lower my standards?
When did I go from tall, dark and handsome to taller than me and doesn't get high everyday?
When did I go from he needs to be able to keep up with my conversations, with my obsessions
To I'm dumbing myself down for him?
When did I go from I will take ******* from no man to maybe he didn't mean it or he was just kidding?
When did I lower my standards?
When did I go from he must be at least my age
To he doesn't look his age?
When was I broken?
Was it desperation?
Was it jealousy?
That my friends had met their lovers yet I was still here waiting alone and cold
When was it?
When did I lose hope?
When did I give?
When did I lower my standards?