Am I worthy of a hello,
Or even a passing glance,
Is it worthless to hope,
Since I never had a chance.
Maybe if I smudged a little more liner,
Or if I changed my hair,
Then you might notice,
Maybe then you'd care.
I guess I'm just not enough,
Not enough to be,
The one you'd run to,
The one to hold the key.
I suppose it's useless,
Maybe I need to get a clue,
Sitting here hoping no one will hear me,
As I mutter "I love you."
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