Someone once told me all you need is love to survive

I still feel like you need more tangible things in your life

On my list money is still at the top but love has moved up a few sots

And when I saw Cupid the other day, I just told him to kick rocks

Now I’m not in love, I just did a bit of contemplating

And realized that love’s not exactly devastating

I mean, in this world worse things can occur

Take some time to think it over, I’m sure you’ll concur

Plus love in’t the issue, but its crazy women and stupid men

When you think about it, that describes us all in the end

Ladies go crazy over guys, boys act stupid over girls

It’s been that way since the beginning of the world

That’s how we came up with this archaic process called dating

Wouldn’t a better name for it be, oh I don’t know, interrogating

When you think about it, dating nowadays feels mor like an interview

You don’t know the results until you’ve been on a few

You wear your best clothes, try to make a good impression

The whole thing feels like one long Q&A session

I swear dating makes me feel like I’m at the end of my rope

But because of this poem’s title, I haven’t given up hope

I’m still searching for that deep down, butterfly giving, soul stirring love

The kind that makes you think that person’s from the heavens above

Because I’m not trying to just be the man in a woman’s life

But change her from living single to endless days as a wife

They say that life’s a fairytale so I’m looking for my happy ending

But before I get there, I guess dating is my only beginning

And that sucks!