I Guess It's Just Life. Poem by Blair Flynn

What is it?

Is it me?

Something that I say?

Something that I do?
I'm not so sure what it is

I don't think it's me because my friends tell me I'm nice

I say only what is on my mind.
I act the way that I think is right.

Why do some people judge me before they get to know me?
Why can I never get the guy I want?

What is it when I get a romantic though or feelings for a guy, their yanked way form me in a flash?
And why I'm left all alone?

Well, maybe people are just way to ignorant to see me for me.
Well, guys are very askew from the angle I see them.

Maybe just most guys are shallow and injudicious fools.
At least this is what I am told, and I can get statements.

Will I ever find someone for me?
Will I finally be in felicity?
Will I get a happy ending?

Is it just life?

Well, I don't know if I'll find him, but hopefully I will, unless I've met him in disguise already.
Even without him here now, I am happy, but I do feel a little empty.
I look forward to getting my happy ending.
Because that's what life is about.