Every single day they tell me
And sometimes it hurts me
Because a single word can be hurtful
When every single time you are told
As if you do not feel a single emotion
As if you are not smart enough to understand
Because they think being single is a disappointment
When truth is, their single mindedness
Is the real problem
I wait, no,
I wait for no one.
They seem to think I’m crazy.
And maybe, I am.
It’s a preference
That not many understand.
And how could they?
When they’re so caught up in being a “couples” world.
I prefer being alone.
This is my bliss!
A no boyfriend since birth
A no experience kind of girl
Oh what in the world was she?
Did she go wrong somewhere?
She had been through loop de loops of sadness
Of self hatred
But now, more than ever
She thanks her stars she is still single