And He Walked To His Love

A little everything is all that matters, When I see you wave at your mates. And you seem pleased with the slightest flatters, They deliver a flying kiss, Oh! you dates. I wear fancy clothes and apply shiny lip gloss. For you to see me once, for real and not when in trance. I wear the latest hair colors, stealing my mom's dollars, I polish my nails clean, with all the brands from the magazine. At nights when I sit to study I keep wondering... How the next day I could look more appealing. But days passed by and all I get from you is... A couple of funny stares in the last 250 days. No more of faking around, and now my normal self abound. I no more look at you, or notice the things you do. Three months pass by, with my grades I am already pre-occupied. And then one day a strange voice calls my name, Sounds familiar, but I wonder where I heard the same. I turn around with the pencil in my mouth, My head spins and gets filled with doubt. The sweetest "Hi!" you deliver me; And I realize, that all this time you had been a seeker of simplicity...