Maybe at first glance
you could of just been another face
just stuck in a trance
absorbed in this pointless place
just another boy
with broken lungs and cracked skin
that treated girls like a toy
and pushed it off with a stupid grin
but your eyes
were kind of different
they weren't just glazed with lies
not just obsessing over the seemingly insignificant
and I cant seem to understand
why you like the girl
that was off in another land
whose whole mind was a whirl
of electricity and cement
whose entire mood changed
with every minute spent
that pale one
who was up and down
the one boys used just for fun
and then left when she started to frown
but I guess you're not
what you appeared to be
I just don't understand
why you would want me.
