Maybe
He will change his mind
Or grow a new opinion
As doors close for him.
Maybe
Thoughts will turn from her
And he'll see me waiting here
And he'll notice me.
Maybe
He will take a chance
Hoping that I will say yes
And I'll be surprised.
But maybe
He knows already
Because I've not been tactful:
He's seen my red face.
And maybe
He avoids me too
And rolls his eyes at my jokes
Because I'm stupid.
Maybe
He's flattered by me
By my attentions and smiles
And he lets me laugh.
Maybe
He doesn't notice
And I'm just another girl
Here on the sidelines.
maybe
he knows and hates me
and he talks behind my back.
i should give it up.
maybe
it'll go up in flames
and he will embarrass me
and they will all see.
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 1:00 PM UTC
Maybe
He will change his mind
Or grow a new opinion
As doors close for him.
Maybe
Thoughts will turn from her
And he'll see me waiting here
And he'll notice me.
Maybe
He will take a chance
Hoping that I will say yes
And I'll be surprised.
But maybe
He knows already
Because I've not been tactful:
He's seen my red face.
And maybe
He avoids me too
And rolls his eyes at my jokes
Because I'm stupid.
Maybe
He's flattered by me
By my attentions and smiles
And he lets me laugh.
Maybe
He doesn't notice
And I'm just another girl
Here on the sidelines.
maybe
he knows and hates me
and he talks behind my back.
i should give it up.
maybe
it'll go up in flames
and he will embarrass me
and they will all see.
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