I met a guy.
A pretty girl walked by.
He followed her with a look,
And then I'm out of the picture.
I liked a guy.
He met my gorgeous friends.
They talked randomly,
And then I'm out of the picture.
I loved a guy.
But he's in love with a beautiful girl.
And here it went again,
I'm out of the picture.
I hated myself
For being so unattractive.
But this is me,
Always out of the picture.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 7:08 AM UTC
I met a guy.
A pretty girl walked by.
He followed her with a look,
And then I'm out of the picture.
I liked a guy.
He met my gorgeous friends.
They talked randomly,
And then I'm out of the picture.
I loved a guy.
But he's in love with a beautiful girl.
And here it went again,
I'm out of the picture.
I hated myself
For being so unattractive.
But this is me,
Always out of the picture.
August 15, 2013
Dehne D. Malagar
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