Satan or cupid must hate me
they blind every lover that I see
beautiful eyes never notice me..

days and nights I remain lonely
I grow tired of trying
sleeves wet from crying..

accepting the fact that no one is mines

and may never be....
*yes, love hates me

they claim to want me,
but loneliness is all I see.

the last kitten in the box,
sad and afraid of getting picked last.

they admire me from the store glass,
still not chosen as tears fill in my eyes.

woman: I'm tired

man: of what?

woman: loving you.

I don't deserve you
this is true.
I change too often
every day I'm someone new.
But you still stick with me,
like Elmer's glue.
I remember making a wish,
and before I blew,
a white dove flew...
I closed my eyes and cried
because at the moment I knew...

that our friendship had grew...

and

I was in love with *you

Love told me,
"I never did like you"

Embarrassed and heartbroken,

I yelled,
"Well, I'm starting to
hate your *** too!"