Sometimes when I'm just,
Laying down in bed,
All that I've been thinking,
Swirls around my head.
Sometimes it's nothing special,
Just how to keep my cool,
But lately it's been mostly,
About the boy I like at school.
Sometimes there are others,
Who say they think I'm hot,
But I like him for the fact,
He's the only one who does not.
Sometimes I'd wish he'd like me,
For what I am and who,
But most of all,
I wish he could see how much I love him too.
