Ive fallen for losers
Ive fallen for guys who are more of less complete computers
With there hidden agendas
And a backstabber named Linda
Im not complaining
Or menstruating
Why is love so hard to find?
Is the this a hideous trick of the mind?
Would guess it isn’t because these lines aren’t moving
And there is certainly no john Travolta groovy
Does this poem make sense?
Or is it already a past tense?
Its short
So no overly long question retorts
Im almost threw
Just waiting for my stopping cue
So I guess there it is
Im cause your wondering
Ive never been a poet whizJ