Love is something I was denied…
I never got it no matter how hard I tried…
Love from another I never got…
That is why I am so distraught…
To her I might have been a tool…
If so, I am a fool…
She has forever stained my pride…
So much that I wished I had died…
Even though I think I shouldn’t have met her…
I now realize it was all for the better…
I have always loved her and I always will…
The hole in my heart may never fill…
One thing that didn’t change in my mind…
Is that I was always kind…
After her I was less happy then sad…
But then again I was also mad…
Why did she turn me down…
To her I am nothing more than a clown…
All that was left was love, sadness, and rage, and here to stay…
And that’s who I am today…

 
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