17Is It Me?
I see you every day
Walking through the halls
Stopping to talk to your friends
This routine never ends
You give me a lingering glance
Wondering if you have a chance
And I'll always wonder what the glimpse meant
What was your intent?
While you write poems about the girl you'll never get
And how you and she just won't fit
Is it about me?
Would you tell me the truth if I asked?
It's all so evident
Maybe I should just repent
I see you changing
And I just can't help but wonder...
Is it my fault?
A/N – A poem I wrote about a guy...can you tell? Review please!