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.