Searching For That Special One

Actions speak louder than words, some say Belonging to that period of time, we call day Considering their impact on others, we may Develop that strategy, and keep negativity away Endlessly searching for that special one Frankly speaking, will that time ever come? Going to convince yourself you've won How to deal with failure, calling yourself dumb Investigating a way for you to have fun Jack of all trades, yet master of none Keeping the truth from under the sun Laughing at you, you turning numb Managing those feelings of despair No one knows of those cries you fear Over and over you say that you care Predictable enough, when you pull out your hair Quickly running to gain that control Relying on your friend, in whom you've trusted your soul Standing there alone when all takes its toll Then finding out, devastated, she's been that mole Under that pillow, the one you once wished to share Victory to those that you thought had a care Willing no longer to ever bring near Xenophobe is now that condition you bare You've now learned one of many more lessons to come Zealous in choosing that someone to call, "Special One"