Maybe I want someone

Someone arrogant

Someone greedy, abusive,

A jerk kind of man in my life

Well, only because I have kept the same perception of how men are

My past relationships shaped me

But there’s this voice at the back of my head

Telling me that I need love, time, understanding, patience,

And support, even just a father.

Maybe then I’ll learn that.

Not all men are the same.

And there’s hope for love in me.