Two Perspectives the Same
Day One
As I walk down this long hall
I see you and you catch my eye
It's as if I'm under your thrall
Who is this girl?
I don't understand what she sees
I wonder what she's thinking of
He noticed my staring
I wonder why he's staring back
Or is he just glaring?
I guess I'll hurry past
Why is she speeding her pace?
Am I scaring her away?
She's leaving with such grace...
I hope I'll see her another day
Day Two
There's that girl again
She's talking to some friends
I want to know her name
My friends are talking
But I don't hear them
I can't help my gawking
She seems so nice
I know some of her friends
She's all I think about now
If only I could focus
On anything but him
Is this lust?
He is my whim
Her friends are walking away
Leaving her at her locker
I don't know what I am going to say
But I'm already there
Face to face with this girl