Tired of waiting
Being on the sidelines
Entertainment is great
But what about audience participation
You say you miss me when I'm gone
I'm top of the class
You love my hair
I make you laugh
I'm sorry I'm not beautiful
Or even pretty at the least
But God made me this way
Why can't people accept that
I want love and feeling like everyone else
I may not be Ms. Popular
The next beauty queen
But hey, I still like to have fun
And a guy would be nice
Just someone to spend time with
Snuggle up to
A shoulder to lean on
I'm not saying my true love
But all of this is just wishes
Circling in my head
Spoken words do no good
Because they are worthless with no ear to enter
So I just let my thoughts float in the breeze
Hoping for someone to pick up one or two
Just understand what I mean
And auctually change
Just to help out someone like me
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