For C

another stupid poem for another stupid boy who will never love me

What is it about her?

Her hair?

Her skin?

Her eyes?

I bet she doesn't even try.

I hate seeing you walk away from me 

Because I know you're going to find her

This girl everyone says you really like

Why couldn't I have gotten to you first?

How could I have missed you?

All those days I never saw you

And now you're all I see

Leave her and be with me.