Livin loveless

It’s hard to deal.

When you have no appeal.

No sex, no beauty, nor body.

My life seems shoddy.

No guys like me enough,

To deal with all my stuff.

My baggage of self-hate,

Of non-beauty, my horrible fate.

Livin loveless is painful.

Having non-family or non-friend love is disdainful.

I’m hurting.

My pain’s spurting.

I shall sink deeper into pain.

If only on me, it would rain.