I don't know
What you did
But I don't
Like it not
In one single
Bit it's gnawing
At me that
I don't know
The answers to
Anything or everything

And that it
Makes me nervous
And shaky when
You're around and
I don't like
That, but there
You are sitting
Tall and proud
And like a
King upon his
Merry throne of
Gold and silver

Other people see
How you light
Up too so
I don't think
I'm too awfully
oh-so-special
But I overthink
The words you
Say every single
******* day.

I didn't mean
To sound so
Stupid or rude
The other day
It's just we
Met over a
Book of fate
And you stepped
Out of your
Car the same
Exact time I
Did mine when
We were all
Alone and when
Everyone had left

You asked what
I was doing
Now, but I'm
Not too smart
So I just
Said 'going home.'
And turned away.