A Bitter Boy Whines

I am hurt and confused

And who made you the fairer sex?

There's nothing fair about your ways



I bite my nails and they hurt too

Nerves bear your heel's fine point

Where is the justice in saving yourself?



You hurt me and I laugh, and you laugh

Did you ever know I was hurt?

I laugh because I have to.



Is my expense where it's at?

Is that how you can go on spiting?

It's just Jared, he's always OK.



And I always will be OK

No thanks to you.

And no thanks to your sense of fairness.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

More bitching from me, your average hopeless romantic...

Isn't it funny how all girls want a romantic guy, unless they have one to step on... Then they don't notice... ::sigh:: Maybe I'm generalizing... maybe I'm not.

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andshedied's picture

Sadly...I don't believe you are generalizing.

Kathy Nguyen's picture

Hi, Jared!

Yes, love is tough and is always abstract! Your emotion really pulls through this poem. As for your generalization on girls, not all girls want a romantic guy. Don't forget that. Also, I like the wording of the title. It really strikes interest in a reader like me. Keep up the great work!

~Kathy

Claire Glover's picture

i really like this poem because you tell how u feel.. i respect you for that if u want you can read some of mine and tell me what you think ;)
-Claire Glover
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