My Choice, I want

My choices are not right
This is not what I want
All these nice guys around me
They’re not what I want

If it’s the girl’s lie
To want the nice guy
Then I’m not a liar
I know what I want

I want the guy
With the gorgeous blue eyes
I want the guy
Who I’ll never see cry

Tears are a weakness
That I can’t afford
Tears are a weakness
I don’t want to see

I don’t want to picture
My guy on his bed
I don’t want to picture
His eyes beet red

I want him to be strong
As I always appear
I want him to love me
But pretend he doesn’t care

I want him to use me
For amazing sex
I want his mind to be
Very complex

I want him to talk to me
About his hard life
I want him to vent
And tell me his crimes

I want him to be happy
With me in his arms
But I don’t want him to need me
All of the time

I want him with piercings
Or gorgeous tattoos
I want him to hold me
And chase away my blues

Is it so hard to find
This guy of my dreams
I thought it would be easy
But it’s much harder then it seems

I’ll keep searching, keep looking
Ignoring those that are wrong
I’ll keep looking, keep searching
I’ll try and stay strong

I hope that he comes
In the next couple of years
I hope he’s not taken
When he appears

He’ll be my something
And he’ll be my nothing
For him I’ll give up everything that I own
He’ll be there for me
And I won’t be alone