A sour taste plunges into my mouth when I see you
Like I’m about to throw up and exert all of our secrets.
I glare at you with stones in my eyes
You look back, but I’m flustered
Pink-cheeked as if I’m a newborn baby coming out of the womb
I wish you could see the way I see you
But you don’t.
I wish I were a blonde girl so that you could give me a chance
And now I know that is not possible
Why do you give me mixed signals?
You give me just enough attention to keep my hopes too high
Red-faced and smirks, like a blush
Oh, how they make me flush!
But, out of nowhere, your glares of arrogance poison me
As if I’m a useless bag flying in the air
I gave you so many signs. Is there anything?
I bit my nails to the quick over you
But it’s fine.
I’ll wash away like a marker ink tattoo
And never be the bane of your existence
