I look at them dance, the boy I love and the girl I hate
I stand alone sadly, 
Why is love only for some people 

I watch, she doesn't care
I can't help but stare at her face
If I were in her place, I wouldn't look so bored
Her skinny body, seem un energetic 


He hold her casually  
He doesn't seem to care
It just something to do, since they are there 

Can't blame them
I didn't ask
I just talk to him polite
And look at him from a far
I didn't try to flirt
I never do; I'm just not up to par

I can't flirt
I stand there and cry 
I'm not hot 
Why bother to try?

Why is love for some people
Pretty people
Hot peopl
Popular people
People that aren't me