When? Poem by Franca Kenneth

When are you willing to learn?
When are you willing to stop believing in love stories?
Don't you know that you are alone in this world of billions?
When will you keep your heart to yourself?
When will you stop jumping into the arms of the first man you see?
When will you stand back and listen to your head instead of your heart?
When will you take your time and watch carefully before everything fall apart?
Don't you know that love is a trap men set for unsuscepting women.
When will you be wise?
Don't you know that love only exist in tradgy.
Love is being rejecting and listening to sad songs.
Love is obsession.