Why?
I wish I was a little kid again; a point where I didn't have to worry about anything except school. Now I have so much to think about; I have people who change in the matter of a day, people who ignore me for no apparent reason and people who just have bitchy days. I wish that life wasn't full of lessons so I wouldn't get hurt to learn from it all.
When I see you there across the room I just cant help but stare. Why? I have no idea, you tell me. When your body is close to mine I could feel the warmth your body is radiating. Is my body just as warm? Do you like when we touch? Is it repulsive?
When we sit next to each other, why don't you bother to look at me? Do you not see me there? Or do you just look right through me? Were sitting a foot apart; so close yet so far away. Why cant I get a simple hi from you?
When I see you near her it makes me wonder; why am I different? I'm a girl as well. Is she prettier? Have more assets than me? Tell me because I really want to know.
Why is it that the only time you talk to me is when you need help with something? Why is it that you only talk to me when I look down? Am I just a toy to you? Am I just your replacement? That's the way I feel.
Why is it if I don't say hi to you, you wont even bother to look my way?
Why cant I be like the other girls?
Why cant I be loved by you, like the girls you loved in the past?
Why do you keep lying to yourself, when you know you feel something with her?
Why cant you see that I'm much better than her?
Why cant you see I'm the one that's been there for you, yet you pick her over me?
Why don't you love me, like I love you?
Why don't you look at me like you look at her?
Why don't you act like you care about me, even for just a minute?
Why is it that you cant see whats right in front of you?
Why is it that everything you do, makes me think that for a second you actually liked me?
But most of all; why don't you take a second to spare a glance at me?
All I want is for you to acknowledge my presence; let me know that I exist in your eyes. Let me know, that I have a chance with you.
Why cant you treat me like I'm special?
Why cant you at least pretend that I mean a lot to you?
Do you not see the unshed tears behind my brown orbs? Can you not see how much I love you? Or are you too stupid enough to realize you mean the world to me?
Just let me know how you feel about me, so I can let you go and give up on you.
Maybe its better if it just stays this way, you pretending not to know me while I pretend not to care.
Maybe its meant to be this way. Maybe I should just keep pretending.
Maybe I should just stop trying to get your attention.
Maybe just maybe I should stop asking myself why?
Time has moved on, and everything's changed; but now I've also changed and moved on.
So.. werid? Ha, I've been alittle heartbroken lately so excuse me for my lovestruck stories, sorta of downer. My apolgizes my fellow readers. But you know you wanna... Review?! Yes? Yes. Go? Go. Ha, yes I'm werid. Psh, yeah. Review!