In his poem, "The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock", poet T. S. Eliot writes about the facade that is love and the effect it has on his life. Eliot writes that love is facade because he he writes about how he'll go with someone to "one-night cheap hotels" then question "What is it?" And "Do I dare?". Eliot writes about the life of a man who is coasting through the city and has no goals in his life because he sees life as meaningless and questions everything. The persona in the poem does not see himself as worthy to be sung to his death by the sirens and he feels as if he is not good enough like Michelangelo to be talked about by women. He compares himself to Hamlet because he feels like nobody compared to him and he feels as if he is unworthy