Alone?

It seems like everyone’s got someone To call their own. It makes me wonder if I’ll always be alone. Is it impossible to love me? All that seems to matter to everyone Is how you look. They don’t care what’s beyond your physical appearance. No one wants to deal with real emotions. They care about your physical features. But refuse to look into your soul. For I could love forever. But I’m never loved back. No one loves me in the way I love them. They can’t return my connection Because they don’t feel the same. Cuz there is always someone better then me. I understand that I’m not perfect. But aren’t I worth something? If not, I’d like you to tell me now So I don’t live my life in delusion. Every person I connect with Loves someone else Loves only my body Or Loves boys too. There seems to be the fact that I can’t deny. For I must live a life in solitary. Yeah, I’m young, But by this time, I should have felt some love too. I guess it’s predetermined. Maybe it’s fate or kismet. Or some other strange word for Me being alone forever. I know this sounds like a teenager whining. But I promise you that I’m not pinning. I’m simply wondering if it will be Forever like this with no one to love me. Written March 26th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 01:10 PM PST   10 • 0 • 8