Why Don’t You Love Me?

Why don’t you love me?

I’ve done everything you’e asked of me.

I’ve spent years adapting myself

to be someone you could be proud of.

I work hard to be what you want

but why aren’t I good enough?

What am I doing wrong?

Why don’t I deserve your love?

Please tell me. I just can’t take it.

I need an answer. I’m tired of crying.

I know I’m not perfect

yet I always strive to be

for you, not myself.

I want you to look at me .

I want you to see me,

the person in front of you,

as someone you want to be close to.

But no matter who tells you

to open your eyes and see

what me for what I am,

you always choose to look away.

Why? Wy is so hard to aapreciate me.

I just don’t understand.

Why don’t you love me.


What is Love?

What is love?

It’s nothing more than a foreign myth to me.

It’s a sugar that my lips have never tasted;

A high my heart has never felt.

How am I to know what makes a heartbeat?

The time fly?

The world go round?

I don’t even know the way it feels to be loved by someone.

The only love I know is that of a child’s toy.

A child who grew too old for that toy,

And then tossed it into a corner to be forgotten.

Is that what love is?

I feel like it should be so much more.

But how am I to know?

I am nothing but a bystander

Standing still

Watching a world of love go on around me.

I wish to-

I want to participate,

But how can I?

I may not know love,

But I know it’s something I can’t do myself:

It takes two.