Jess
April 20th, 2010, 08:09 PM
I watched the girl give her friend a cupcake
My mouth watered, I wanted a cupcake too
But I felt too shy to ask for one
I looked away as tears filled my eyes
It wasn't fair.
Maybe I should've asked for one but I was too scared.
True friends are supposed to sit with you, talk to you, comfort you.
I did not have any true friends.
Sure, they were friendly, but they were not my real friends.
I realized I never felt so alone.
My brothers had friends
I did not.
I blamed it on my shyness and I wished I wasn't so shy.
Maybe I could've made new friends.
My little brother has friends because he gets invited to lots of parties
My older brother has friends because I see his friends put their arms around him.
And me? All alone.
I see a girl in a boy's arms
They kissed and I knew they loved each other
Everywhere I see this, and everytime I feel jealous
Everytime I feel alone.
For I will never find the perfect boy
Who will not care what I look like.
I am too ugly
too shy
Not ready
And my mother will not approve.
But every time I wished I had someone I could love and someone who could love me back.
All these girls had someone to love and someone to love them.
And me? All alone.
My mouth watered, I wanted a cupcake too
But I felt too shy to ask for one
I looked away as tears filled my eyes
It wasn't fair.
Maybe I should've asked for one but I was too scared.
True friends are supposed to sit with you, talk to you, comfort you.
I did not have any true friends.
Sure, they were friendly, but they were not my real friends.
I realized I never felt so alone.
My brothers had friends
I did not.
I blamed it on my shyness and I wished I wasn't so shy.
Maybe I could've made new friends.
My little brother has friends because he gets invited to lots of parties
My older brother has friends because I see his friends put their arms around him.
And me? All alone.
I see a girl in a boy's arms
They kissed and I knew they loved each other
Everywhere I see this, and everytime I feel jealous
Everytime I feel alone.
For I will never find the perfect boy
Who will not care what I look like.
I am too ugly
too shy
Not ready
And my mother will not approve.
But every time I wished I had someone I could love and someone who could love me back.
All these girls had someone to love and someone to love them.
And me? All alone.