Cupid

I've played the stupid game of love,
Many, many times before.
And each time I thought I'd win,
But cupid proved me wrong.

I placed my heart out in the opening,
For all men predators to see.
Who knew cupid was a jester;
And he'd shoot his arrow at me.

My beliefs back then was based on him,
Giving a lonely, loveless, innocent person a chance.
But just like in the world of gambling,
I have no luck when it comes to romance.

Whoa it's me! I have exclaimed before;
On one of my dark and dreary days.
Please cupid just let me be,
Because love drains my strength away!