Poem.

Each time I'm near you
I feel the splinters
Bouncing off against my chest
A little of my heart breaks
Each time you say my name

The worst part?
Knowing we'll never be

Because i'm me
I'm not good enough
Not pretty enough
Not hot enough

People say that boys look for personality
And don't care about the looks
I don't believe that
Because if that was true

I would be with you