Never Good Enough.

I rant around in the morning
Putting on make up
Picking out the right clothes
Just to impress you at school.
But all you ever do
Is ignore me
And act "cool"
You're just another waste
Of make up.

In second period when
We finally sit next to
Each other,
You barely look at me
Talk to me,
Notice me.

When fifth period
Rolls around the corner,
I would sit on the right side,
You on the left.
I'd stare at you for minutes
At a time.
But you would never turn your
Head my way.

I would feel so alone
Knowing it's hard to
Love someone who doesn't
Even know you exist.

But it's okay.
I've never been good enough
For anyone or anything in my
Entire life.

I'd talk to you
and you would give me a
One word answer.
'Okay, Cool, Whatever,'
Are the usual.

But I'm used to it.
No ones ever given
Me extra attention or any
Attention at all.
Not my mom
Nor my dad.
So why would I expect it from you?

I guess I should just
Throw these feelings away
Like an old bottle.
A bottle of all my hopes and
Dreams for you, to you.

But it doesn't matter now.
It never did and it
Never will.

But as I dream at you
And admire you from
Afar, just remember
You have an angel watching
Over you.