Untitled (What's Wrong With Me?), by TigreDeVour Subscribe to rss feed for TigreDeVour

I know that I'm pretty, 
I know that I'm smart.
I can be witty, 
and I play the guitar.

Most of the boys want me, 
And I turn the girls heads.
I'm told that it's frightening, 
The confidence I've held.

I'm very sympathetic, 
And I'm commonly nice.
I try to be understanding, 
And many interests I've enticed.

But you don't seem to want me, 
No matter how great.
You "love me" but don't love me, 
And I ask...
What's wrong to make it that way?

Oct.5.2007
Posted: 2009-01-06 09:17:54 UTC

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2007-10-07 23:47:32Caitlin_Californication
i love this poem its really how i feel alot of the time. my real friends always tell me how smart n gorgeous i am but i cant keep a boyfriend for more than 3 months. i hate it. about the drinking poem, to me its about how i tried to deal with problems, and it didnt work. i just write eveything out now. oh, can i get yr myspace URL and stuff? id love 2 get 2 know u more