Treasure Island

Danielle Elsworth

(sicily, italy)

Maybe you will see ME


I look at you, you smile back
do you see that i like you?
because it feels like you can see inside my soul
My heart flutters around like butterflies
Everytime you smile my heart melts
When will i get the nerve to talk to you maybe when shes not all over you
your not going out yet shes still there
This is starting to sound like a cinderalla story
Lets just hope i get you in the end
We have been friends since we were kids
I know you better then her does she know that?
Probably
You were nice to me but now dont seem to notice me
did you know one of your friends sat on me?
am i invisible?
I think not
Now your turned around hanging with the guys
Maybe one day you will notice the real me, the girl on the inside
The girl I am
Just ME

Submitted: Thursday, April 07, 2011

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