Where is She?

I contain my tears with such strength I supposed.

But I wonder if I'm still able to hide the fact

That my mind and my heart aren't truly in tact.

They suffer because there is someone missing,

The lady with the lips that I should be kissing.

Have I not met her yet or she already pass?

Does she have big tits or does she have a big ass?

Where is she?

I roam many lands and seas in a wonderful search,

And the more I look, the more I see worse,

I also see potential, but it's never unlocked,

And the best always leads to a painful cock block.

I talk and I talk, I spit all this game,

Whether I stay or I leave, she forgets not the name.

But I always leave, thus my name gets around,

Yet the one with the answers makes no sound.

Where is she?

I dig in the dirt; maybe she's not pretty,

Is she low and I'm so high that she can't see me?

I wander about the unattractive

Contrary to belief, this area is massive.

But of course here, I find no matches,

Only end up with bruises, scrapes, and scratches.

Worn out, I resurface with honorable mention,

But still my mind holds a lingering question:

Where is she?

I finished searching low, so it's time to look high.

There, chicks are bitches, they make me say bye

Before I can even make my way and say hello,

'Cause it's noon and they already done slept with three fellows,

That's nasty, way beyond the shit that I do,

I only want the one for me, yet they want more than two.

My search seems complete, but it obviously ain't,

Because still my mind can't help but think...

Where is She?