I do not see how I am capable of love <br />Whereas thousands were meant for solitude <br />How I ever thought I could fit my hand in that glove <br />I will never comprehend; ever know the mood <br />I am a selfish little brute; not bent on being whole <br />Or meant to fall in love; or be part of anyone <br />I am not a giving, helping, conscientious soul, <br />Not likely to reach for your hand <br /> <br />I do not see how I'm capable of love <br />Whereas everyone else is standing by the Sea <br />Hands in each other's, whispering to each beloved <br />Say something! Acknowledge and agree? <br />For whatever I say to you does not become me: <br />I stand by the Sea waiting to be set free<br /><br />Annie Cordelia Adams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-do-not-see-how-i-am-capable-of-love/
