As you pass me in the hall
look right past me as i walk by.
I want you to notice me but why?
So to get you to notice.
I became a little foolish.
I cut my wrists....
Blackened my eyes...
War all black....
Yet still you did not care.
I wore short skirts and high heels..
alot of cover-up and lip gloss
Yet you still did not notice me.
So I gave up and came to school my normal self...As I walked by you in the hall you gave a stare..
Did you really notice me?
Did you really care??
Around lunch i finally got enough gut to talk to you... you looked at me like i was crazy and asked who the hell i was... i told you my name and you walked right past me like you did in the past.
And now I know I want to be more than friends.... but we aren't even friends! So how could i overcome this depression you put me through... but only to kill soul.
