I walk by you everyday
wondering how I could be
good enough.
I try to say something
but you just turn and laugh.

I keep my thoughts to myself.
I don't let them out.
Not knowing what to do,
makes me want to scream and shout.


When I'm far and gone, I think of you.
If I'm somewhere close by, I think of you.
Even now as I write, I'm thinking of you.

What am I to you?
Just your average girl?
Or am I just another memory?
That is up to you.
 
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