That Girl Could Be Me

I dial your number
One, two, three, you don’t answer
It pains me to know
That you answer to her

I sit by the phone
It’s pathetic that I wait
I might end up alone
In more of an emotional state
I’m stuck in a pool of denial
Knowing that her eyes are the eyes you want to see
But still the phone I dial
Wishing that girl was me

It's completely absurd
That I can't fall asleep
I'm not the type of person
To sit down and weep

I don't want to be one of those girls
Who's obsessed with her guy
Considered clingy
And people wonder why

I sit by the phone
It's pathetic how I wait
I might end up alone
In more of an emotional state
I'm stuck in this pool of denial
Knowing her eyes are the eyes you long to see
But still the phone I dial
Wishing that girl was me

And I know
this is a battle I'm going to lose
But still I can't let go
I really need you

I sit by the phone
In more of an emotional state
I might end up alone
I know soon it will be too late
Stuck in a pool of denial
Her eyes are the ones you see
Still the phone I dial
Wishing, just wishing, that maybe
someday that girl could be me

Poem by poppopsgirl

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