Mr.Anonymous
As time ticks by She thinks about him.
Tick Tock Tick Ugh.. Her mind is still on him.
Why can't She stop thinking about Him. Maybe She's crazy ... Maybe She's psycho.
Her brain is scattered like ideas on page. Sitting here with this sly smirk on her face.
Tick Tock Tick
The clock goes again.
Day by Day
Night by night
She has no reason to feel this way. But, it's him. She is lost in the sea of her thoughts. In a tiny sailboat.
Her brain is fighting a war with her heart. She likes the guy but, she wants to know if he feels the same. She wonders if he does, is he only playing with her emotions?
Why would anyone like a girl like her?
People say she just wants attention.
But, she's tired of being disappointed
Self esteem so low she cant keep her head high.
It isn't love. She knows that. She barely knows the guy. But she knows there are feelings there. The girl is afraid to tell him because she's afraid of disappointment.
Disappointment.
D-i-s-s-a-p-p-o-i-n-t-m-e-n-t
A word the girl hates.
Her hopes are low because she is always let down.
Tick Tock Tick
Time goes by
She'e still sitting there wondering why.
S-m-i-l-e
Her smile is bright when she hears his name.
It shines like the sun.
She angrily sits and thinks of why she's feeling this way.
Her brain is at war with her heart.
Her heart is winning again.
She's afraid her brain is gonna have to save her heart again.
Mr. Anonymous, As time ticks by She thinks about him
Tick Tock Tick Ugh.. Her mind is still on him.
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