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By Misti Date: 2003 Jun 07 Comment on this Work [[2003.06.07.04.21.10459]] |
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Rob, I would have been the shy girl sitting in the back of the classroom feverish with envy as I watched Beth give you That Look knowing she knew you in a way I never would I would have been the loner sitting miserable on a bleacher during pep rallies hating myself because I didn't count because I wasn't a cheerleader because I didn't have Daddy's credit card and your jacket on my back Rob, you wouldn't have seen me at any of the parties because I would have been moping in my book piled bedroom on Friday and Saturday nights listening to the Platters or the Beatles with big fat teardrops plopping down I would have been studying your astrological chart even though the only way I knew your birthday was from the day I saw your locker decorated and heard your buddies joking about which kind of girl would pop out of your cake Rob, if you ever saw me you wouldn't have seen me because my hair was in the way and I was pale as a ghost I wouldn't have mattered even if I wrote articles for the school paper and poems for the literary magazine I would have been unsexy and uncool you would have had an agenda I would have had acne and social anxiety but if I had been there as you lay dying spinal fluid dripping from your nose I would have wanted to die with you I would have hated myself and everyone around me for being a spectator for being alive so stupid and inconsequential such an insane pop song not deserving another season I would have gone down too never to ascend. |