Goldilocks
The other day I realized that I may be something I'm not
Yet, I've discovered that I may be a modern day Goldilocks
It isn't with beds, but it is with boys
They seem to be nothing more than live action toys
This one is married, this one is not
This one one is too boring, and this one is a trot
They come and they go
But when will I know
Which one to keep around, and which one should go
All of this huff about boys is making me lazy
This drama and tension is driving me crazy
Little do they know, that once they throw me away
They will miss me, almost within a day
Then it's too late
I've made another date
This one is too angry, this one is too short
Whatever the case, it keeps my relationships curt
I am not really sad
I suppose that I am glad
Let the regular Joe's go
And, wait for the real thing to show