Tell me one thing
What do you see
What do they see
When they look at me
Am I prep, goth, skater
A nerd, geek, dork
Am I a jock, a barbie
I thought I was just me
Is that the reason
This could never work out
Because you're popular
And I don't fit in between
I was never pretty
Athletic
Smart
Witty
Enough for your love
So I guess this is it
What do you see
Is it them
Or is it me?
My second attempt at poetry, please leave constructive criticism for me. If not a compliment, at least not a flame. That's what I said, before, I think. Review please :)