Preppy girls dont like me
by Daniel the photographer
theres a solution,blow a kiss,blow
a chance that i had with you
and
humble myself again
ever since
i was a kid i had crush on you
after school, was such a fool i
tripped on my two shoes
remember me the guy with
bowl cut, low cut, lol wut?, guess
what i can see you waving to me
in my own memories
carve my name on the timber tree with a
fill in the blank
it was always
blank well maybe you just didnt see….
i like when we talk
forever on the phone about nothing
nothings always something to me
and at the end of the day
when you hang up on me ill hear
the one thing that has bound me to
your hearbeat
the second
part of the story, is boring, she
ingores me all over again its true
middle high was such lie, no
one held my hand, except my face
when i would cry into them
8th grade valentines day was
well spent beneath a desk,plotting
the death of the next
guy to say something
excuse me,boy why are you sitting under
there she said and i felt a tear
come to my eye cus its the girl i
liked as a kid
but i was
dreaming, this cant happen to me
preppy girls dont like a 200
pound eighth grade kid thats
alright youll have your day
slim up, keep ur chin up
and keep a smile on your face
the last
chapter,after, michael helped me
through that year
and told me to
buy a guitar,you’ll go far he said with fifty
girls behind him,
kissing his jersie,lucky no girls
ever notice me
i’ve got
guns now but they arent loaded
i cant even bench fifty pounds
but i’ll tell you something michael
you would be proud of me
but still preppy girls arent attracted to me
theres a girl i want to kiss goodnight
that would be a good night for me
and if i had february air passing into my lungs
and lights embracing me
then i could go to sleep
