Hey there, yes you.
Don't you know I like you?
I like your hair, I like your eyes, I think your pretty darn cute
But you don't notice me
When you take the time to talk to me
I get a feeling in side of me saying maybe there is hope
But then I come back to reality and remember your too perfect for me and wouldn't go for someone like me
I think to myself, maybe if I lost twenty pounds and changed the way I look
I bet you would recognize me then
But there is really no difference I have the same personality just changed how I look
That should matter to you
I should have to change my ways for you but I like you
I try to talk to you but my tongue gets tied in a not and I cant speak.
Why cant I be like all the other girls you talk to?
Why not me?
Am I not good enough?
Why is it you I like?
Please just answer all my questions.