Opposites attract 
Fit like puzzle pieces 
A rendezvous at a place called love 
Where two halfs 
Make a whole 
Why is it then 
That is this not true for me? 
My strong will, my courage 
Desires another, a duplicate 
Someone equal in will, courage 
All I can get is submissives 
Weakwilled lovers that I can't love 
Simpleminded drones in a row 
And not one brain among them 
Am I a fool for believing? 
Believing there is someone for me? 
Perhaps I should look for other fools

Lost Wisdom Vs. Love
By Charles Moffat

A fool's luck is a philosopher's curse 
If we were all fools, we'd all die old and stupid 
'twould be a blessing to die young 
Yet wise in your ways 
Yet there are those old wise ones 
Who were once foolish in their brash youth 
They're losing their bearings 
Sinility is a killer of wisdom 
What is left? 
There is only one reason to grow old: 
Love 
To grow old with someone, 
A friend 
A partner 
A lover