Does Amyone else get that feeling?

Do you ever get that feeling,
A feeling of being used?
A feeling of being laughed at?
Just because your different?

Do you ever get that feeling,
That feeling that your hated?
that feeling that life is over-rated?
That feeling that love is just another word?

Do you ever get that feeling,
That sex is just another sin?
And love is just its disguise?
Sex...who needs it?

I once thought I loved a girl,
And I thought she loved me back.
But it was easy to see her love was tainted,
But she had me fooled...

Thats why all my poems are all about love,
About her, and how much I loved her.
But there is a time where a man must choose,
AndI am choosing to leave.

Thats why I don't answer her when she calls,
When she pages me,
Thats why my email is full of "I love yous"
But I don't think I love her anymore.