The lonely girl without a date
I am that girl…I feel no shame
But then I see everyone
Paired of...like hotdog buns
I’m the girl by the wall
I try not to cry…its grad,that’s all?
But who am I kidding I feel the tears
I hold them back and try to cheer
Finally the night is done...
The dancing's done.
The awards are done.
I choose to go home…
I cry all night writing this poem...