the bell rang ,
i left and went for lunch.
i saw you with girls all around you.
all flirting with you.
all trying to get your attention.
all trying to kiss you.
all touching you.
don't they ever feel embarrassed ?
don't they know that you're a playboy ?
you play with their feelings and then leave them ,
hurt them.
isn't it obvious that they want you because you're the most popular guy in school ?
because you're rich ?
because whoever is with you can show of to their friends ?
because they can get all the attention they want ?
i felt disgusted every time i see it.
they are just fake.
10 thousand layers of make-up ,
high pitch voices ,
acting cute non-stop.
I turned around ,
you saw me.
i felt you staring.
I bought my sandwich and
ran to the rooftop.
a/n : short chapter ;< sorryyy.
