the girl is feeling things.
somebody help the girl,
she’s listening to taylor swift and yearning.
she’s about to blow, can’t contain herself anymore.
what she wants is so close yet so far away.
help her cope with the pain,
hold her hand and tell her she’s pretty.
maybe she’ll start to smile.
green day comes on shuffle,
trying to hurt her feelings.
she won’t let anyone tell her how to feel
except for taylor swift.
surely she knows everything about romance.
dr. taylor swift, phd.
she’s listening to covers of ‘90s love songs,
she wants something,
what does she want?
she is writing a poem,
she is trying so hard.
her hand is shaking,
but heaven forbid she let him see.
she turns to look at him,
his fiery hair and bright blue eyes
staring back at her.
what does he know?
what is he feeling?
is he, too, feeling things?
somebody help the girl,
the girl is feeling things.
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