The mood swings of woman
Are as frequent as the weather
Teased to be pleased till now to infinity
Do you know what it does to me?
Riddles are hard at the best of times
I feel like I am being punished for a not guilty crime
What have I done?
To be seen as scum
So I just move on
To place where my love should belong
You are now an enemy
For hurting me
I have accepted my destiny
Nothing ever goes to plan
As the single man!