Pretty boy

I wonder why you look at me
as if you mean to say,
"i like you, do you like me too?"
but then you'd gone away.

i wonder why girls flock to you
like you're their only hope,
i pray they'd see the error of their ways,
and see you're just a dope.

i look at you and see a boy
who's hiding behind the man,
whose suave ways and cool cliches
makes you think you're part of a clan.

i realize now it was foolish to think
that i once fell for you,
when now all i see is a hollow shell
where nothing good comes through.

so, pretty boy, here's where i end,
i hope my message is clear,
a pretty face, once such as yours,
just hides a mask of fear.

i hope one day you'll change your ways
and be someone for good,
not just one of the pretty boys
who hide behind a hood.