Unreal

I love the way he saw me,

As the person I used to be.

Not the person everyone has come to see.

He said he noticed my smile,

And said I should be happy once in awhile.

He said I had pretty eyes,

Boy, was that a surprise.

I didn’t think anyone noticed me,

I figured they would look right through,

And not see a thing.

Just a mirror image,

Of a sad girl looking back at them.

I think I am more then a sad girl,

I’m sad for no reason,

Everything in my life has gone as planned.

Why am I so lonely and so sad

When nothing has gone bad?

Maybe it’s a phase,

Maybe it’s for real.