Red hair

And a fiery heart

A burning passion

For pop tarts.

Sadness for me

And a weeping heart

Burning pain

Put me in a strain.

With happiness lodged

In his life

All the bad things fog

With his beautiful wife.

With loneliness

Stuck in me

Wishing for love

I’m H O P E L E S S .

He gets love

I get hatred

Oh, we are so different.