The Women NOT in My Life, Part 3

Even through my forties I was always on my own.
Never had a woman notice me.
Every night I lay in bed frustrated and alone.
Wond’ring, “Where can all the women be?”

Though I wasn’t rich, at least I got a steady check.
Paid my bills and drove a current car.
Not a handsome fellow, also not a total wreck,
A supporting actor, not a star.

All the women much preferred the charming kind of guy
Talk them into doing what he said.
Couldn’t seem to see a man, soft-spoken, kinda shy.
They all thought I was as good as dead.

As my age increased, I saw the fables were not right.
There is not a woman for each man.
There must be a million men who shared my lonely plight,
Women all ignore us ‘cuz they can.