The Girl

You might say I am crazy Obsessive, insane But I'm just a girl With an American name I try to be nice Make everything right But in my head There is a fight Am I too clingy? Did I text too much? They say less is more Wait, am I a bore? I am not perfect Inside and out How can I keep myself From thinking aloud? I don't want to get older It feels like a race I am scared to see The first lines on my face Did I take a good selfie? Is the lighting ok? When will these bad thoughts Ever go away? I wish you were here To make me feel better But I don't even know If you'll read my letter Misunderstandings Can go a long way I never know Quite what to say I may be clueless Confused and unsure But there is one thing I know for sure So tell me how can I Make you understand I only need you, Darling To take my hand! And if you ever Feel lost in the crowd I hope you think of the girl I just told you about