A little like poetry

I'm in the Marching Band

High hells clicking
guys are just dying
to catch her when she falls
And they hate that
I'm the one she smiles at
from the other end of the hall

Tea's gone cold
she leans back laughing
screeches Britney's songs
til the whole restaurant's staring

Doesn't matter that the school loves her
Or that I am second best
Doesn't matter that there are others
Carving her name on their wrist
Cos when we're falling asleep
It's my name she whispers
And I get her goodnight kiss

Voted Prom Queen
I am Ms Almost Seen
and she slips me the crown to wear
With the whole room staring
and people bitch-talking
She holds my hand for them to stare

Salty sea breeze
She smiles, hair flying
How did I get
Ms Perfect without even trying

Doesn't matter that the school loves her
Or that I am second best
Doesn't matter that there are others
Carving her name on their wrist
Cos when we're falling asleep
It's my name she whispers
And I get her goodnight kiss

(c) Charis Vera Ng

(c) xoxoCharis Vera @ 12:31:00 AM