You Were Not Worth The Trouble Poem by Jayson Howard

If our paths haven't crossed by now,
I'm sure they will soon.
I mean, you're all dressed up,
and sitting across the room.
Why did I come all this way tonight?
Surely it wasn't to watch the trees blow in the moonlight.

With the windows up, and the wind blowing in,
I smell your scent, I smell you and,
your house is packed with all your friends,
at least I'm one of them, am I one of them?

So the time's coming for us,
to finally head back.
And hey, maybe, just maybe,
I'll see you in class.
Why don't you stop by and say 'Hi' in the lunch room.
Or maybe I'll say it, so you'll know I haven't forgot you.

With the days going by, and the clouds in the sky,
I call you at night, I call you and,
you're sitting at home with no one by your side,
at least I tried, didn't I try?

We keep doing this back and forth,
but it has no worth.
It keeps me up, giving me problems.
I mean, what do I do? I can't solve them.
You have your path, and I have mine.
If you can't see that, then we're not fine.

With the rising sun, I'd say I'm done,
you were fun, you were the one and,
you're with him, and I have no one,
at least I won, I know I won.