His smile makes the butterflies flutter
When I talk to him my voice starts to stutter
What am I to him?
Just a friend?
Some strange girl?
Could it possibly be more?
NOOO! It would never work out!
But then my mind starts to wonder
And I'm stuck in the same hole i'm always buried in...
What should I do?
It's hopeless...
He's waaay up there and I'm at the last stair.
Would he even care?
Rejected or Accepted? I wonder
My chances are low...
But he's crazy glued int mind...
Plus he's really really kind.
To him what am I?
Am I invisable?
Im actually there but not the way I wanna be...
GET OUT OF MY MIND! ! !
But what Am I To Him?
*rosebloodthorn*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem