(i'm not sure when i wrote this poem... two years or so ago...) flipping channels wildly, trying desperately to find the one without the loving couple, hurts too much to see them happy. sick of seeing freaks like me get girls like Winnie Cooper; i can't live my life vicariously any longer. yah he's just like me but he's got her and all i got was you who never loved me. ..... just for once to live the fairy tale i always see just for once to find a girl to fall in love with me i sit here and long for that which will not be, or so it seems when i get filled with self-pity. This is how i view my true reality, and this is what i long for... a story. (click)