The Girl
You might say I am crazy
Obsessive, insane
But I'm just a girl
With an American name
I try to be nice
Make everything right
But in my head
There is a fight
Am I too clingy?
Did I text too much?
They say less is more
Wait, am I a bore?
I am not perfect
Inside and out
How can I keep myself
From thinking aloud?
I don't want to get older
It feels like a race
I am scared to see
The first lines on my face
Did I take a good selfie?
Is the lighting ok?
When will these bad thoughts
Ever go away?
I wish you were here
To make me feel better
But I don't even know
If you'll read my letter
Misunderstandings
Can go a long way
I never know
Quite what to say
I may be clueless
Confused and unsure
But there is one thing
I know for sure
So tell me how can I
Make you understand
I only need you, Darling
To take my hand!
And if you ever
Feel lost in the crowd
I hope you think of the girl
I just told you about
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