~heres Your Title~

Waiting to become noticed, While all these guys start rating me for the way i look, Shes a three no higher than a five, I walk away with a sigh, I may never be a perfect ten, I may never have a boyfriend, I'm sorry for not being your type, I can't help it your the only guy i liked at the time, Expressing my feelings making all this rhyme, I don't have anything more to say, So here's your poem for the day, Wow you could care-a-less anyway...