(about doubt and feelinngs of "well who would ever like me anyway?". includes talking about how they're out of your league in your eyes.)
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I don't know what to think,
I've never felt this way;
I'm hanging on the brink
my mind is crumbling away.
cos why would someone like you,
who's kind and so sweet,
ever wanna have something to do
with a freak like me?
why would somebody like you,
who's perfect but real,
ever wanna come close to
a freak who can't control how they feel?
I can't seem to muster strength to form
another play to put this into words;
I'm weak I guess, I can't conform,
and predicaments like you seem to really hurt.
cos why would somebody like you,
who's super smart and neat,
ever wanna have anything to do
with an outcast like me?
why would someone like you,
who's beautiful and free,
ever wanna come too close to
a freak like me?
YOU ARE READING
best friends. that's all.
Poetryloving your straight best friend sucks. that's pretty obvious. ...and that's it. there is no happy ending. they're straight, you're not. you can't change them, just like they can't change you. simple as that. end of story. ~ a collection of sad rela...
