13can never be
The only one
the one for me
For as I sit
and think of him
And how he acts
and the light grows dim
I start to cry
for my darling one
Knows my feelings
Worse luck, no fun
He likes me yeah
But not like that
He's my mate
But I'm to fat
To be a girlfriend
to anyone cool
So here I sit
and here I drool
Of my one lost love
and how it would be
If I could only tell
Of him, and me.
This poem is kinda sad, but it really shows why (I think) no-one will ever go out with me (sniff)