Taken?

I seem to hear this phrase a lot:
"Every guy/girl that is good is taken, everything else that's left is [fill in your own negative descriptions here]"

Now question is:
If all the good ones are taken, how come you are not the one doing the taking?

Answer probably goes along the line:
Probably your are quite rubbish too. Either that, or you are not good enough for the good ones.

Life sucks. I know.
Nonetheless, it is time to get real and smell the crap that life has in store for you.

Proseac: Yep. I know I am gonna offend a whole lotta people with this one. Tough, as I don't really give a bleedin fuck about it. Cheers.

Not Perfect (You Don't Have to Be)

Something about you,
You need not to be,
Kept me thinking,
Up all night in waking,
Something about you,
That made you for me.

Was it your crooked smile?
Maybe your dilated eyes?
Was it the scar on your brow?
Maybe your unwomanly figure?

It must've been your tempestuous temper.
It must've been your talentless voice.
It may of have been the way you lose yourself.
It may of have been the woman that you see yourself to be.

Blemished perfection,
Not the prettiest I have seen.
Flaw of character,
Not the most gentle or meek.
Tainted history,
Scattered with mistakes.
Seeing no future,
Where do you belong?

There was something about you,
You need not to be,
Perfect a woman
For a man like me.
Imperfection is simply not a shame,
For I still love you, simply all the same.

Fire from the Night Sky

Every night as I lay her down to sleep,
I pray to the Lord her soul she would keep.

Each night we lay in our beds with dread,
Would it be us tonight, that our lives should end?

Never understood the conflict and war.
What makes men take lives and more?

Watching my children asleep in their bed,
I cannot help my tears I shed.

Innocent they are not deserving this fate,
Of fires of men unleashing their hate.

Maybe the fires will rain upon us tonight,
And we will succumb to the state of our plight.

The morrow shall come and more lives then are lost,
Lives of the innocent for which war is the cost.

People will mourn for the lives which are gone.
Sadly the senseless war will just go on and on.

Proseac:
Sometimes I do wonder how do the civilans live in times of war? Each night, sleep comes along with fear. The sound of a shattering bomb rouses them from sleep just to count the casualties, many of whom are innocent of the conflict.
My stance on the situation in Israel and Lebanon now?

Stop the war. Please. No more war.