I hear you singing out your desire

heart battered and bruised, torn in two,

of a Dear John or some other Romeo

I thought of a title for you

Your next song should be I think

" Maybe it's my problem " you see,

we've all heard what the guys did

but how about your dating history?

And -" We're never ever getting back  together"

singing like this-no one will date you at all

guys will just see you as trouble

to join other walllflower's in a lonely hall

I mean you're beautiful, smart, funny

creative and o so very rich,

but after that 1st hit song

I just thought you sound like a real Witch

It's probably a way to make millions

you're probably sweeter in person as well,

I hope true Love will come to you

I'd like to hear more than love songs that sell

You're creative, a Juliette for some lucky guy

but you could be the problem too,

this poem isn't written to be harsh

just a poet who wants more from you

So I'll keep listening to your voice

never bought your new CD-Red,

"Maybe I'm the problem" is a new song

I wish you well-nothing more to be said