Tired of trying to find Mr. Right,
Tired of trying to make it work and it not
being good engough for anyone,
Tired of looking at myself and thinking why
can't I be that girl that turns all the guys heads,
Tired of my eyes swelling up and hurting from crying,
I'm done trying!
I'm done crying!
I'm done with always being the one who ends up
with a broken heart,
I'm done trying!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very relateable poem i understand completely! ! ! very well written... keep on writing stacy! ! ur friend Bella