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As I sit there thinking I came up with one thing.
He doesn't know I exsist.
I look at him, he looks back.
I wave.
He sits there.
Why doesn't he like me, why doesn't he notice me.
Is it I'm ugly.
Is it I stink.
I don't know.
I sit there crying in the middle of class.
She askes me whats wrong.
I don't answer her, I just run out.
I sit by my locker, in a corner, crying.
I wonder what is wrong with me.
I just wish he would notice me...
Lying crying last night, wondering how to get his attention.
I cut my hair.
I cut my nails.
I dye my hair.
Now he notices me not because I want him to...
- Title: Why me?
- Artist: Laters
- Description: True story, believe it or not. I don't care what you think...
- Date: 02/23/2009
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Comments (4 Comments)
- danger_addict - 11/04/2009
- im with evan_belle
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- Ookami Aya - 02/23/2009
- Mm, don't have much to say in the way of literary critique... but as for the situation... if you really want someone to notice you, the best way to do it is to go up and talk to them. If that doesn't work they're probably not worth the effort.
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- PineappleMilk - 02/23/2009
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I must agree with Evan_Belle.
Oh, and By the way, good poetry. 5/5 - Report As Spam
- Fateful Serenity - 02/23/2009
- I know how you feel. People notice me because of my dark outlook in life and because I like to write, read, and be myself. I live in a world where you have to be like everyone else to fit in.
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