Look at me now,
I never thought this could be.
I'm sitting here restless,
My heart is beating so very quickly.
Look at me now,
waiting for you to log on,
and thinking of topics,
for me to talk to you on.
Look at me now,
always catching your sight.
I really don't know how,
don't know how you got me right.
And I'm praying to God,
to give me a sign.
For a sign I've got myself writing a stupid poem,
I'm so out of line!
Look at me now,
who would have thought.
That the girl so strong,
had a very weak spot.
And he hit her there,
and didn't even care.
Look at me now writing poems,
to show God,
I want a sign any sort of sign
Out of the odd.
As small as a whine,
Because I've done my part,
I've given my heart.
But does he want mine?
