What am I?

Why? Can’t I come to call myself a friend?

Why? Does my heart reject the rest of me?

How? Can I be better means how can I feel better?

When? Can I look at myself, in the eye?

Who? Is that beautiful girl walking towards me?

Why? Does she give me so much purpose?

How? Do I make her mine?

Why? Can’t she look at me and not see beauty?

How? Am I a better man now?

She walks right by with not even a glance.