Unattractive
Male advances make me feel attractive
but I hate male advances
I wonder why no one gives me
any chances to love
or to be loved
so I feel ugly inside
even though my outer
appearance can easily hide it
the pain never really subsides
I promote productivity
and each and every day
I give all I can give
but I grow cold inside
because love still doesn't
reside where I live.
Green lights turn to yellow
and yellow turns to red
and I worried that I'll never
find love before I am dead.
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