Left

Feelings heavy on my phone.

Don’t know whether to moan or groan.

Options galore, but always left alone.

Days go by and I’ve been feeling forlorn.

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Compatibility is calculated,

but true affinity is being infatuated.

Empathy is completely baited

and my own sympathy has truly jaded.

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Everybody says self-confidence is king,

but that doesn’t matter when you look like the Thing.

A 3 is a 3 unless they have a big ding,

and dating advice is useless like searching on Bing

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I am suddenly adored by the unwanted

but would rather be executed and taunted.

Got contacted by egregiously flaunted

only to be scammed and disappointedly haunted.

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Becoming content of being alone,

is when you are truly adorned.

However the moment passes,

and you fall back among the masses.

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Faced with the 50/50.

Do you just give up and get schwifty?

Or do you venture forward

and become the face of someone’s boredom?

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With my phone’s lack of activity,

should I explore other apps depravity?

Push notifications feel like a bash to the face,

and dating apps make me feel like I’m losing this race.