The worst
Feeling
When your in
Middle school
Is when
You think that
The guy
Who you hate liking
Likes your best friend
Who is better
In so many ways
She's pretty
She's smart
She's athletic
She's fierce
She's kind
She's perfect
She's one of
My best friends
And I will never
Ever get mad at her
Because of some boy
(Although it still sucks)
I would hate me too
I would hate the way
I talk a lot
When I’m with people
Who I like
I would hate my constant
Chattering
So much
That I’d leave me me on read too
I would hate the way
They say the eyes
Are the windows to the soul
Stained glass
Of brown and green and blue
I look into her eyes
The eyes that match the color
My face is a mix of my parents'
I have my dad's eyes
And hair
I have my moms features
And skin tone
But it all pulled together
To make my face
My face with brown hair and eyes
Pink lips
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