Why Dont You Love Me Back? Poem by George Albert Basilla

was it my face, that you don't like
was it my nose or my teary eyes,
was it my dead alike purple lips
or was it my height five six..

Am I not what you think your prince should be?
Am I not what you want your prince look to be..
I know that I'm not that typical kind of guy,
but girl I promise you, with me you'll never cry!

I've done everything you've asked me to,
I followed everything you wanted me to do.
I died a hundred times because of you,
but still loving me back, is that hard for you!

I don't regret loving you,
because now its my hobby to be with you,
I'll leave this world if you want me to,
as long as you're with me, there's nothing I can do!