The color Paris green

Has a emerald sheen

So paper the walls

And paper the halls

And if you feel sick?

Full of arsenic?

Go to the seashore!

Feel better for sure!

And when you come back

You probably ask

Do I have the flu?

Am I merely blue?

Nay not blue but green

You saw its pretty gleam…

You thought you could dance

With death at a glance

And it isnt quick


That death arsenic.

We text every day, we talk every day,  
We share all our interests in a nerdy display.  
I laugh at your jokes, I laugh at your stunts,  
But still, you’re oblivious—what is this, a stunt?  

You were scared of girls ‘til you met me,  
Now we’re friends, but could it be we’re meant to be?  
I’m friendly, I’m funny, I’m just a delight,  
But still, you act clueless, and that just ain’t right!  

People ship us, they all see the spark,  
But you’re still wandering around in the dark.  
We’re both not perfect, but together we fit,  
So why won’t you see it, just a little bit?  

You’re a nerd, I’m a nerd, we’re nerdy for sure,  
But even Dr. Seuss would say this can’t endure!  
I’m sending the signals, they’re flashing so bright,  
But you’re still staring at me like I’m a strange sight!  

You blush when I talk, you don’t ignore me like them,  
But what are you waiting for? Just when will it end?  
Everyone says it’s so clear, it’s so true,  
Is it too much to ask for you to make a move?  

Come on, dear friend, don’t you see?  
I’m not being delirious—just notice me!  
We’re both head over heels, but I’m stuck in this space,  
Hoping you’ll make the move and save me from this race!

I might be getting over you,
I’m not exactly sure.
The ache feels lighter, less true,
But still, I had fun loving you.

I’ll miss the butterflies you’d bring,
The rush each time you came into view.
Even in the hurt and stinging,
I had fun loving you.

Your eyes, like a secret I couldn’t share,
Held a warmth I thought I knew.
Even though it led nowhere,
I had fun loving you.

Maybe someday I’ll meet someone new,
Someone better for me, someone true.
But even when my heart feels brand-new,
I’ll still miss you—I had fun loving you.

Being just friends is fine with me,
It’s better than losing you.
No romance, just familiarity,
And still, I had fun loving you.

We were young, unsteady, and lost,
Two hearts too naive to follow through.
Still, even at the cost,
I had fun loving you.

Now it’s time to let you go,
To leave behind what never grew.
But I’ll always quietly know,
I had fun loving you.

I love the way you’re a people pleaser,
The way your smile makes life feel easier.
I love how your siblings tease with care,
A bond so strong, beyond compare.

I love the way you hate the quiet,
Your voice the song that breaks the riot.
I love how you yell at the TV screen,
Each loss dramatic, raw, and keen.

I love your eyes, blue mixed with green,
The brightest hue I’ve ever seen.
I love your chinchilla smile so wide,
A joyful glow you never hide.

I love the secrets you keep inside,
The weight you carry, how hard you’ve tried.
I love the words your poems weave,
The thoughts that others can't conceive.

I love the way you talk with ease,
How you charm the world, how you appease.
I love the way you fill the air,
With warmth and laughter everywhere.

I always wonder what people are thinking,
What they’re feeling, what their hearts are sinking into.
I’ve always been imaginative,
Creating worlds where kindness grew.

Once, I made up friends from dreams,
In magical places stitched at the seams.
Worlds full of people who cared for me,
Where love was simple, pure, and free.

Now, I have those friends—I really do!
But it feels unreal, like it can’t be true.
Me? With friends? It’s hard to believe,
When my soul still aches, unable to relieve.

The pain inside, it doesn’t fade,
A silent shadow, always stayed.
So I use my imagination now,
To wonder about others, to figure out how—

How they think, how they feel, how they hurt,
I try to lift them from the dirt.
To help them see their future shine,
To imagine a joy brighter than mine.

I tell myself it’s selfless care,
But deep inside, I’m so aware.
I’m not just helping them—I know,
I’m trying to fill the hole in my soul.

There's One above,
There's One below.
We don't talk of,
They learn to grow.
They're wild, they're mild,
The forgotten,
The middle child.

The overlooked,
They're the unseen.
They're quiet, they're pushed,
The color green.
Clean hurts piled,
The shy, mild, quiet,
The middle child.

They're the class clown,
The socialite,
They never frown,
They caused the fight.
Watch out—they're wild!
Seeking attention,
The middle child.

Perfection above,
So charming below.
Pushed and shoved,
They keep up the show.
The doormat on tile,
Seeking attention,
The unnoticed child.

You’ll never choose me,
I’ve liked you for years, always hoping,
Even when I heard about you with other girls,
Or making out at some party, just floating.
Deep down I knew,
I’d never be that girl,
I don’t look like them,
I don’t live in their world.

We’re just friends,
That’s all you’ll ever see,
If even that—
It’s how it’s meant to be.

If I could date anyone,
It would still be you,
And I know it’s one-sided,
But what can I do?

When I heard you were struggling,
With **** or with pain,
I wanted to know,
What’s bothering you, again?

I’ve been through hard things,
And I could be there,
To listen, to help,
But you wouldn’t care.

I’ll always be the funny friend,
The one you see on occasion,
So why, when it’s hopeless,
Am I still filled with this longing sensation?