I hate waiting.
waiting for the future.
waiting for you to notice me.
its hurts seeing you with her.
what makes her so amazing.
i cant think of one thing?
even though you walk right by me.
its like were ment to be.
i mean i know it cant work out
because when im around you, i dont know what to talk about.
you mess up my name.
and i just bow my head in shame.
thinking about that day in chem.
when you asked for some paper
and you turned to your friend saying , do you even know her?
stuff like you didnt know i exsisted .
but still when people ask what i like about you,
i have a milion things listed
your cute,and funny plus really rad.
i wanna be with you , but to bad.
why cant i be pretty, and made for you?
i know our love could really be true.
but it wont happen ever, i mean go figure
here i am now with my finger on the trigger.
