she sat in a room

She sat in a room

The breeze came in and left fast

It dug up different bunches of her papers from the past

She never liked being in that room, for the lesson was so boring

But she would always come back because she sensed that there was a boy who wasn't worth ignoring

She could sense the beam from his eyes fall to her hair

Or when she tucked it behind her ear she couldn't help but wonder if he saw her there

At the front, often times alone

Whenever she was in that class she never knew if she looked like a painting or the epitome of unattractive’s clone

Because you see, lately she wanted the eyes, any of them to follow her around

In the past, she always stared at the ground but now she would look at the people scattered around

Finding little shame

Not letting her wild eyes go tame

She rarely looked back in the class, but when she did she always hoped he would glance

Just see her beauty even when she didn’t

Find some mystery in her silence

She wanted somebody to feel like somebody couldn’t help but look

And when they did they wouldn't see her flaws

He wouldn't see the glaring mistakes but rather the small signifying things that made his heart break

That is what she wanted, what she longed for when she entered that room

Unfortunately, that is where her confidence went down into doom

For she never actually knew if there were any beams that fell her way

Although she wished that the thought of her could one day bring somebody into dissaray