Fiasco: Nobody Is Romantically Interested in Me

Fiasco: Nobody Is Romantically Interested in Me

"Nobody even loves me,"

'Tis a fact that makes me frown,

This awful catastrophe

Is enough to let me down.

Fiasco: Nobody Is Romantically Interested in Me

I am aware about the fact

That this shouldn't be a concern,

Yet it has caused a bad impact

I myself couldn't discern.

Never in my years on Earth

I have rejected an offer

About combining love and mirth

'Cause none could care less to utter!

Should I be attractive

Than what I look today?

Do I need to be seductive

To have people look my way?

Fiasco: Nobody Is Romantically Interested in Me

(After all, those ways testify lots of lovey dovey occurrences.)

Do I need to follow norms

Which my free self fears?

Am I compelled to conform

Throughout my existence's years?

If I were to conform

Just to please such dears,

I could produce a water form

Out of my pitiful tears!

Sometimes, I contemplate

About others having admirers,

My bad, I could not relate

To the lovely tales of others.

Fiasco: Nobody Is Romantically Interested in Me

What's something I don't manifest

That are seen in other persons?

Do people hate me at my best?

If yes, I'd wish to hear reasons.

Fiasco: Nobody Is Romantically Interested in Me
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