my own love life.

I find relationships
a hard concept to master
my own love life
has been a disaster
more than once I've let them set the terms
it's then that
the problems start  multiplyin'
and spreadin' like germs
I'm just too needy
too much craving physical affection
too open to so many women's charms
that
I just feel greedy
I feel writing about love is so overdone
is there nothing new
under the sun
I have my romances like my sauce
I go overboard when really I should
limit myself to a little bit
of some
It's become a bit of a joke
I gorge on attempted romances
like most people wolf down
big macs and coke
my friend got me a birthday card saying
"birthdays are like your relationships
long drunken affairs"
I thought haha shit sorta
but who wants to hear about MY moanin'
who really  cares
I guess if Freud could managed to convince me
to sit on  his settee
he'd delve into my mind
my psychologee
my historee
and he'd find out why it is
this is how
I've come to be
he'd find the cake
with the slice missing
labelled in the fridge
"insecuritee"
how the love I feel I lack
never came from
my familee
then we'll dive deeper
into underlying causes
I'm another facet
of the fucked up
atomized
individualized
capitalist
societee
and
sincerely
I can't answer
if this is an issue
from which
I'll ever
be free
so I put more of my time
into things I kin believe in
get my teeth sunk in
where I actually feel like
I could
maybe win
instead of always feelin' so beaten
fucked up
disillusioned ,disappointed
defeaten
Guess I should shrug
"this too shall pass"
but there's only so much failure
you can face
before the hurt
reaches
critical mass