I’ve been looking for love in all the wrong places,
Yearning for closeness in vast, empty spaces,
Craving for care from the hard and uncaring,
Wanting to share with those not fit for sharing,
Looking to hard-hearts for signs of affection,
Asking the lost for a sense of direction,
Searching for passion from cool egocentrics,
Fighting for fondness from crazy eccentrics,
Pleading for warmth from the cold and unfeeling,
Expecting the truth from those used to concealing,
Seeking intimate contact from vague, distant men,
Then being frustrated again and again.
I’ve been looking for love in all the wrong places,
Putting romance-less losers through romantic races,
I’ve been having a tough time with difficult men,
So I’m not going back to those places again.

© Lynne Joyce