Unable to be Loved

Now I'm pretty sure I'm someone who just can't be loved.

I'm unable to endure, the surface is so far up above.

Not feeling right now seems like a better way to be;

Because I'm so sick and tired of feeling like the sideshow to curiosity.

Come one, come all! Come see this monster so hideous and ugly.

Let us laugh at her misfortune, but then just tell her thats she's so funny.

We'll tell her that tomorrow she'll be free and that the forecast will be sunny.

And when Hell wins through sorrow, wonder how she ended up so damned bloody.