My Girl Crush.

She was like nothing  I’d ever seen before,

The way she walked into a room, everyone stopped and everyone stared.

I wished and I hoped, that one day she would notice me.

I’d dream about her cherry coloured lips, and her sweet scented perfume.

I just wanted her for my own, I want to stare into her eyes, I want to be with her alone.

I have no idea, I really have no clue as to whether she would want me,

A stupid little Ranga girl. No I’m not anything special, I’m really just plain Jane.

She probably has a boyfriend, he’s probably captain of the football team.

She deserves so much better, so I’ll keep my crush inside me.

She’ll never know I love her, no one shall ever know.

Reviews

[Kaine]

I don't know how personal this poem is to you, but I'm sure this is reality to some, so I feel like I should treat it as a personal thing.
I may not be the best suited person to comment on this topic, because when on rare occasion I actually have a crush on someone, or something along those lines, I tend to unabashedly admit it, with no concern for that persons gender or sexual orientation. I honestly don't think it matters; rejection feels the same regardless.
But this is about acceptance, I think(?), and as I just explained, I'm not inclined to be concerned about that, but I still feel the priorities are a little messed up. Of course, that's not something I could blame anyone for, except for maybe saying that something is wrong with the world in general. In the end, I think the only thing that matters is whether you can accept yourself for being who you are. Some people will reject you, some will even hate you, but that kind of contempt is something that pertains to anything remotely different from the norm; it's not limited to sexual oriontetion. The moment that kind of hardship becomes unbearable, is the moment you let it get to you and actually start believing that something is wrong with you. On the other hand, if you can accept yourself for who you are, that kind of hardship becomes a test of courage that ultimately will strengthen your resolve and leave you with a greater feeling of achievement. I think. Sorry, that was kind of a long ramble.
Anyway, the possibility of rejection comes later; first is acceptance of yourself and your own feelings. Gender doesn't matter in that equation.

[That_Guy]

Inception bro, plant that idea... I feel like we stole her review thread... Sorry?

[Lowesy]

if only my missus had the same brainwave huh? man i'd be happy

[Siren]

This is good. I like it, even though it is kind of sad, Well done.

[That_Guy]

Lowesy and I got this figured out ;)

[Lowesy]

listen to 'That_Guy', he knows what he's talking about!

[Who Cares]

I like thism and it woul dmake an extra pretty song :D keep writing

[Marie]

So many people think they are plain; afraid of offering friendship because it might be rejected. This is the firl in the poem...

[SlightlyOdd]

this was great thanks for the good read

[That_Guy]

Tell her, The captain of the football team won't mind ;)

[jennifer little]

great job keep up the good work and thanks for sharing your lovely poem with me