I feel the pain in my chest
And feel like a complete mess
Why am I such an idiot?
To think he actually liked me
To think i'm actually gorgeous
To think I can be with him
To think we could have gone all sorts of places
To think we could have been two souls united
I thought this but I AM A BIG IDIOT
boys like him never like girls like me
Oh to think...
To think...
To think...
Just think.
Signed,
-T
(It's clear she wasn't thinking and we all know that)
YOU ARE READING
Planted
Poetry"As my feet are planted on the ground I'm not really here I'm thinking about fleeing and being away for it is you I fear."
