Goldilocks

The other day I realized that I may be something I'm not

Yet, I've discovered that I may be a modern day Goldilocks

It isn't with beds, but it is with boys

They seem to be nothing more than live action toys

This one is married, this one is not

This one one is too boring, and this one is a trot

They come and they go

But when will I know

Which one to keep around, and which one should go

All of this huff about boys is making me lazy

This drama and tension is driving me crazy

Little do they know, that once they throw me away

They will miss me, almost within a day

Then it's too late

I've made another date

This one is too angry, this one is too short

Whatever the case, it keeps my relationships curt

I am not really sad

I suppose that I am glad

Let the regular Joe's go

And, wait for the real thing to show