I was told my standards were high,
But I didn't understand why,
I just wanted someone to treat me right,
Someone to be my light,
In the darkness,
When I feel like I'm about to fall,
Into the abyss,
I want it all,
I want him to be smart,
And a sweetheart,
I was told my standards were high,
I still don't understand why,
I just want someone to be there,
No matter what I wear,
Or if there's a problem with my hair,
I just want someone in my life,
I don't have to be his wife,
Or with him in the afterlife,
I just want someone present,
Someone with a good scent,
Who doesn't leave me on sent,
I just want a man,
Not the ones that shove you in a van,
Or the ones that call you a fan,
I just want to love,
Someone who fits like a glove,
I just want to be with,
Someone who isn't a myth,
I just want to someone,
And not just anyone,
Someone who makes me feel whole,
Like I have meaning in my soul,
As I said,
I want him,
To make my heart feel red,
But people said my chances were slim,
And that my standards were high,
But I guess I'll never understand why.
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My Poems
PoetryI don't really know what to call these, but my friends call them poems. they do not exactly fit the poem scheme I don't think, but I am new to this so please don't hate. For those who don't know me, I used to write about my personal life and journa...