Caught in the Flames

Am I a lady of rage
or simply a fool who dreams
am I trapped in passion's cage
Why can't I ever be free?

I have simply had my fill
I'm in one of those moods where I might just give up.
I offer my love, my heart, my body and appeal.
But I run smack dab into rejection and stop.

It's a wall of cement that hurts when you hit
It's putting knots on my head.
I'm getting cranky and tired of this shit.
You'll never know the tears that I've shed.

I know I sound bitchy, insane and confused
Maybe i am but I'm tired of caring.
I'd like to be seen for the good that I do.
Admired just once for my passion and daring.

If i've heard it once then i've heard it ten.
It's his loss not your's you'll be fine.
Do I look fine? I ask you again.
He looks alright he's dating a 9!

I'm misunderstood and i will be again
there's someone I know who is thinking
This little bitch needs to quit all this shit
Something in Denmark not rotting it's stinking.

I say this next thought in sincerity
I'm not playing poetic games
I'm solitary no love waits for me
It's not a rule that I have to feel shame.

I'm simply worn out
my beauty is fading
I'm old and I'm jaded
I can't even pout.

My sex appeal's lazy
I'm raging and crazy
you said so to me.
Now guess what?

I agree......