My friends in French class are in love with him
They stare at him the entire class period
I've already come up with a nickname for him
Pretty boy
And using that nickname
I make fun of them
I ask them why they don't just talk to him
They don't think they're worthy
I roll my eyes
I realized that maybe I'm not worthy of you
Maybe that's why you left
Do you think I'm not worthy of you?
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Late Night Thoughts
PuisiA collection of my late night thoughts in short poems and stories.