What is love?
To me love is just,
a tool girls use to,
hurt me and make me cry.

Any time i try to get,
close they start to,
play their games again.
Sometimes i think i hate them.
But if i truly hate them,
then why would i even,
continue to go on.
Im not sure....

But there is a feeling inside.
Im not sure what it is but,
it keeps a fire burning,
brighter and stronger everyday.

I think to myself everyday,
What is this feeling?
The answer to this quesiton,
is coming ever closer.

The flame is still burning,
still blowing.
I love this fire, this flame
Its all that keeps me sane.

Thats it, i know what this,
feeling is, its my.....
its my..... hope
Hoep is what it all leads to.

The that i will find,
A girl that will love me as i will,
love her. The hope that i will,
finally find a girl that will aceept me.