Because  I'm nothing special

Not talented
Not beautiful
Not funny

I'm just an average girl
Destined for an average life
For meaningless experiences
For dismal opportunities
And big dreams
And a meaningless death

And that scares me
                    A lot

i love the way you touch my back as you walk by

and

the way you catch my eye in class just to smile

i've started getting flutteries in my stomach when we talk

i don't know what's going on
but i really like it

if only you felt the same way
but there's another

a boy with ridiculously curly hair
hidden under an ever-present hat