An Abstract

Love is an abstract 
Because it's so unreal 
Love is something 
Something I just can't feel. 
Is there something magic? 
When two people kiss, 
Is there something wonderful, 
That I should have missed? 
I call myself a mysanthrope, 
I have given up all hope 
I call myself a misanthrope, 
It's the only way I can cope,