Self-Reflection

I look around this life astounds transformational in many ways. I sing a song with the words all wrong my poor hearing is the reason why. I must confess to my love of breasts those of the winged and of my bride. Upon reflection I've faced rejection but not because I didn't try. Sometimes I ponder my mind does wander exactly what are the reasons why. Did I mention the implied intention was to assess just who am I?