The life I' m living is hopeless
It doesn' t matter what I do
All my attempts are fruitless
I' m seeking for love that is true.
But the women I find are ready to play me
Why do love alwAys fail me
Why am I always strip of happiness?
Is it because of my kindness?
Is it because I care too much?
Or do I expect way too much?
Countless times of rejection
But the only thing I seek is perfection
I cannot do this anymore, no more
I surrender all
The life I am living is hopeless...
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Is it because of my kindness? Is it because I care too much? Or do I expect way too much? if we are too humble and good at heart, , , , , , , we always ask such questions....... loving is an art..........dont be afraid, , it comes your way..... be happy and love .......tony