A poem I thought about at my graduation dance. I found myself wondering how some feel watching the person they like, ask someone else to dance. Hope you like it. :) Please review!
Hope for Next Year
The music plays a lively beat,
But my heart sinks in sad defeat
As you walk over to the girl you asked
And now I wish this night wouldn't last.
You lead her by the hand onto the floor
And I turn to slip quietly out the door.
Hurt tears brim my eyes,
But I will myself not to cry.
I may be dressed up with glittering make-up and flowing hair
But you passed right over me; life isn't fair.
Why can't you see that I am the one for you?
That if you had chosen me I would always be true.
Why couldn't you ask me to dance?
Or even spare me a simple warm glance.
Please, show me that you know I am here,
So maybe, just maybe I can hope for next year.