Why is love so confusing?
Why can't it be soothing?
You never know what to do
or even if their love is true.
All you do is sit and cry
pass the time and wonder why.
What's the point of falling in love
for him to shove you back in the mud.
Back to the ground where you belong.
To sit and listen to old love songs.
You tend to give you self false hope.
Just to try, to try and cope.
I hate love and love hates me
Because me falling in love could never be.
***PLEASE VOTE AND COMMENT (I really want to know if I suck or not)***
