Is that so wrong?

Every time
I feel loved...
Wanted...
Out of nowhere
I'm neglected...
Pushed away.
What is it that I do wrong?
Am I truly that horrible?
That unbearable?
Why can't you just tell me?
Instead of confusing me...
Leading me astray?

I think it's perfect.
Is that my flaw?
Wanting...
To believe in something so...
Wonderful.
I'm a girl...
That's what we do.
Oblivious to the horror...
The truth.
I don't want to be trick.
I want what all girls want.
To be loved...
Truly be loved
Is that so unbearable?