Lonely

It's Sunday night and I'm sat at home,
Tired of feeling so very alone,
The token single, the only one,
Without a man to share the fun.

It's hard to deal with, I will not lie,
I'm sick of it, and want a guy.
Someone to love me, to hold me tight,
To kiss and cuddle and snuggle in at night.

I'm sick of being treated badly by men,
I don't deserve it, I'm a top class hen.
But I can't seem to find him, the one who fits like a glove,
And wonder if I ever will fall head over heels in love.

I'll try to stay positive, and keep a smile on my face,
And one day will find a guy who is totally ace.
Hopefully its sooner, instead of too late,
I'm single and lonely and hope that's not my fate.