Escape

You can count to three now, but I'll give it until eight,
Because anything past eight I can't save, it'll be too late.
I must escape this scary place before I do something I'll regret,
The reason for regret is obvious, for I don't want people to forget.
Forget about me that is, before that, I want to find true love,
The true love for someone truly beautiful, well, kind of.

For no one is prefect, I always see the best example in my mirror,
So I must escape, now that I see my end drawing nearer and nearer,
But the only escape for me is finding someone to clear my desolation,
In the mean time, I will stay here until my heart dies of starvation.

_{For love won't let me down, right?...}