Walk On By

What I have in my life is something more then any of you will ever see.
There is no bitterness here and my lack of companionship is no fault of my own.
I see the judgments people don't speak, hear all the questions you do not dare to ask.
Where is the first place you look but at my bare finger?
And what more does a man want but to play the knight in shining armor?
Yes, even men want a fairy tale.
I feel the pushes around me to play the damsel in distress.
It will not play out for me like that, not in this life any way.
What most cannot fathom is that I enjoy making my life with my own simple dreams.
I will disregard your scoffs so smirk away.
Stubborn pride and unrelenting determination is what I possess,
so much that I'll never play the victim to turn your head my way.
Walk on by for all I care, you do not break or make this girl.
What is the first thing a man tends to do when he sees my life?
And who is the only person he is thinking about honestly?
He tries to convince himself that I am too lonely, that I should coo at his hand,
but it is always his hand I bite before I send him back to that pool of someone else's Prince.
A true damsel will soon enough snatch him up with her love hungry claws.
I live this life, my life, knowing this is where I would end up.
There is nothing to regret.
You tell me that life would be much easier if I let someone in.
It would be much easier if I compromised my own high standards.
Who exactly would I be doing this for?