I have missed
out on the thrills
of being a soft place
between a rock
and a hard place
which is a bad boy
I was afraid
of becoming a toy
a welcome mat,
stepped on repeatedly
covered in dirt
and worthlessness
because of fear
I found myself
held hostage to boring love
with good guys
who in the end
only proved
to be ugly lies
which led
to my beautiful cries
in the end,
I should have taken my chances
with the handsome devils
who were at least good at dancing!