Untitled (What's Wrong With Me?)

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By 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

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October 7, 2007 23:47Caitlin_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