Why can't someone love me,
Is it really that much to ask?
Everyone leaves,
I use my sleeves,
To cover up the scars.
I have these bruises,
Logical ruses,
To keep the attention off me.
Love I know
Can't be bought,
And I had a little thought.
Love isn't meant for everyone,
Not everyone can love.
But perhaps,
If try we did
Maybe,
I too,
Could be loved.
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