His ways
His walk, his talk, his ways, his everything
I see him looking at the other one
The way he watches her when she’s walking
He sees and looks at her like she’s the sun
No one sees the way that I see him there
I see him, I see him walking around
And if I told him, he would never care
My real love for him will never be found
Will he look at me the way I see him
When I look at him I can’t help but stare
I feel like for him I would give a limb
I need him to see me and to really care
I see him walking, I see him there
I can’t help but ask, will he ever care?
(My Original Poem)