hey lonely girl

Some days I could swear I see your soft white wings,
And the golden halo hovering above your head.
Everyone likes you,
You just have something about you,
But know one knows what.

The next thing I know
You pass me off without a glance,
And I feel like I've become part of the scenery,
Like a stain on the wall that no one notices.

You're not perfect,
So I guess I'm just imagining your angelic form.
Because only Angels are perfect.

(that was crap, but hey)

N !