Pretty girl
With eyes of ice
Lips of rose
Skin of snow
Surrounded by friends
Loved by so many
But not loved the right way
She's so lonely
Dried tear stains on her cheeks tinted with mascara
Not the right one
"You're so pretty" they say
Then why don't you see me as more than a friend?
A shoulder to cry on
That's all I am
The helper
Sister
Good friend
Never the girlfriend
Or even the crush type
Don't compliment me unless you mean it
Make me feel special for once in my life
I'm just a good friend
Nothing more
Never anymore
I just want someone to kiss my forehead and hold my hand
Tell me that I mean something
Make me feel like I'm not alone
But no one notices
I'm invisible
Wiping away those tears
Tinted with mascara