I want to see them married

With children and full of love

I want to see them grow old

But forever remain young

I want to know

Their hearts still care for me

Because the moment they stop

My life will cease to be

I know that is stupid

To have my life resting with others

Because they don't understand

Not a word or listen to what I say

Or take me seriously

I am the outcast

The one who is different

Not like everyone else

So I guess this is why

I turn towards guys

So I can lose myself

Or get away, be getting involved with their lives

Now the truth is out

Everyone knows

Why I've given my heart out

Those five of twenty times

To feel accepted

Love maybe, or just to feel

Something other than loneliness

My heart has now been accustomed to hear

So when will my day come?

When I finally find

My true love?

Or the invisible kind?

And when shall I find my last reprieve?

And will I ever learn

To trust anyone

With this knowledge I'm sharing?

Besides the ever accepting

Internet world