Strife

It seems that as I walk through life
I pass the joy and find the strife
I never am completely glad
My happiness is like a fad
It sways as through an evening breeze
That comes and goes with simple ease
I only wish to settle down
And have a guy to whom I’m bound
But somehow I am scared to look
‘Cuz each and every one’s a crook
They use me ’til they’ve had their fun
They break my heart each single time
And treat me like I’m worth a dime
Then move on and me forget
Although with tears I cry and sit
And wonder why I loved them so
And why they said they had to go