Why Poem by Mrs. Cynosure

why did I think you were different
then other guys
I mean you are in my eyes
I don't know why I'm so upset about it
what is wrong with me
o ya
I'm too fucking young
I hate the law
I'm fifteen years old
old enough to make my own damn decisions

you make me feel
so special
like an angel

there is no man alive
will ever make me feel the things
you made me feel

there is no man alive
I will ever respect
or
honor
as much as I tried to do with you

there is no man alive
that will ever make me feel like
the queen of the world

just friends
for a long time
that's a good idea
ignoring the little voice that's saying
I don't wont to be just friends
for a while
my common sense is telling me that's
a good idea

I don't know why
after all it's only me
chasing after
you