He'd never see a girl like me.
He's too perfect to see someone like me.
I don't even exist to him.
He walks passed me
Oblivious of my existence.
It hurts me.
To him,
I'm invisible.
If he would just stop and talk to a girl like me
He could see that we're meant to be.
He'd never see a girl like me.
I'm too dumb to forget about him.
I think of him all the time.
But he'll never see a girl like me.
I know him
But he'll never know me.
He'd never see a girl like me.
He doesn't know that I cry myself to sleep
Trying to realize he'll never see me.
He'd never see a girl like me.
And I hurt every day because of it.

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Carry On
PoetryA collection of poems that I wrote during random moments of my life.