The truth of love 

The truth of love is that it sucks,
because all the good girls go for shmucks,
Love alwayz seems to break my heart,
Me and the girls always get torn apart,
How does anyone live without love?
I am kind of like a disposable glove.
After people try me they just throw me away,
I try and try but there is nothing to say,
My attitude always gets me turned down,
That is why you always see me with a frown,
Who could love a little, obnoxious brat,
or an ugly guy that's not very phat,
Why do the girls always go for the jerks,
The one with a chick is the one that works,
I haven't had a real kiss in over a year,
Dying without love is what I fear,
Girls used to be attracted to me,
I wish these other girls would only see,
I'm sad, I'm depressed, and lonely, too,
Sometimes I laugh, although my inside is blue,
Love was the best feeling I ever felt,
After kisses, I felt I was about to melt,
After you hear those three golden words,
You feel that you are flying with the birds,
As I thought, my heart will never mend,
I will be depressed and lonely until The End!