There was a guy, a guy of incredible looks,
To get him to notice me, all i had is what it took.
I must say i don't have much,
Nice body, great looks & such.
But after some years of trying,
I still sit here alone and crying.
I felt i had grown a little closer to the one i loved,
But still i felt nothing but his push & shove.
He will never know, for him, what i feel,
But i act like nothing is to come of this to keep it real.
And as i write this poem to you, I feel nothing but used.
Now to you, the one who gives me his push & shove,
You are still the one i love. |
