Why just why

Why am i the 1 who starts to cry
why am i the 1 who wants to die
why do i always get a broken heart
and they all say they love me from the start
why does it always happen to me
why do they always say that this will be
why do they say that i am the 1
and that they want to have my son
why am i the 1 who gets broken to bits
why am i the 1 with all this mess
why am i the 1 to fall in love
have it broken from an angel from above
will i ever get a girl that lasts
or do i have to smash a glass
when will i find a girl with a pretty face
she will probably shoot me
or strangle me with a shoe lase
now this poem will go back to the start
i cant carry on
because of a broken heart