Unlovable

I am unlovable

Tainted,

Dirty and used.

Who Could possibly love me now?
I whisper to the wind as I bow my head in shame.

It's silence speaks volumes.

what would they say?
What would they do if they only knew?

And as the next contender walks away
the answer becomes quite clear to me.

And I would tell you my dirty little secret,
But you would hate me for it.

I am tainted,

Dirty and used.

No amount of scrubbing at my skin
will wash this shame of mine away...

...It's permanent.

Who could possibly love me now?

I am unlovable.