Still Waiting! ! ! Poem by Arline Richards

Everday I sit up and wait,
Waiting for my one true love,
Somedays I feel like I am loved to hate,
However somedays I just wish I coud fly away as free as a dove,
How hard is it to be loved,
Its very hard if all u get is hit, punched and shoved,
I know the world is an unsafe place,
With all the hate, crime, and missing people without a trace,
So everyday I sit up and waited,
Waited to be loved or hated