The Borough

In this Darken Borough
Where love never seems to embark
There was no rest for the wicked
No sunshine for lovers

I sat in this darkened room
Three chairs behind a man I once knew
Hoping for love to find me

I was never like her
Beautiful & Talented
I was never beautiful
Just pretty enough to get by

Men would fall in-love within seconds of meeting her
It took a lifetime for them to fall in-love with me