Gone

They break me down, tear me in two, choke me till I turn blue;
   They never care, they never care that I hurt.
I contemplate suicide, how I will do it I already know.
They don't care about my pain, why does she not care?

   Seen me naked she has, she knows my wants and needs,
         How does she not care that I hurt?
    The problem she says is not the problem she means.
      That is all I know. Love is done in my life.

They tell me I am young, that I have time. How wrong they are.
      They have not lost true love more than once.
They have not met the perfect one for them, only to have them ripped away.
   This is the way of my life, I feel like losing my lunch,
                   I feel like dying.

    The one that cares is the one that I have yet to meet.
      Girls wanted me before, but it is just that one,
              four that seriously hurt me.
       A month of true love, she leaves with no notice.

          Her heart turns black, why so dark?
       What has happened is a celestial mystery.
       I am but the loser that turns hearts off.