A crowd full of people surround me in class,
I still feel lonely,
A students asks if I’m doing okay,
He doesn’t know me,
Just get through today, tomorrow and the rest,
I know it feels terrible,
The pain today, inside my chest,
Is becoming unbearable,
I don’t even know why I push them away,
I’m a nice enough dude,
Though there is someone I’m dying to text,
So that’s what I’ll do.
I’ve already texted them three times today,
Don’t do it again,
But the pain in my heart is pounding away,
Screw it ...Sent.
It sits alone day after day,
Is it all real?
Was it something I said? Was I too obvious?
Does she know how I feel?
I don’t know what I did to deserve this person,
Or the pain right below,
I guess it’s just God’s plan for me,
While for her it\'s to go.
And while I sit her wallowing in self pity,
Thoughts inside go twang,
Maybe I should’ve just asked,
do you wanna hang?
Now every time I see her face,
I get this feeling inside,
To those of you who know what it is,
It’s too hard to hide.
It builds up and up and up to your throat,
gripping your voice,
While you’re still tripping head over heals,
She can rejoice,
Because this young nerd who is in her math class,
Is dumbstruck,
Because he gets a text 2 minutes later saying,
\"Sorry, my phone broke.”
And because this kid didn’t couldn\'t grow a pair,
And ask her in person,
She thinks you’re sweet but a freak,
And then left you on open.