A Realizationby Anna Biaritz Roldan

When I see you, I feel sad <BR>When you talk to me, you make me mad <BR>I ask myself “Am I all that bad?” <BR>‘Cause why can’t you just like me for who I am <BR><BR>I look at myself in front of the mirror <BR>It’s like I want to bang my head to the door <BR>Why am I so stupid to like some one like you <BR>When I know there’s no chance for you to like me too <BR><BR>I ask myself why I like you so much <BR>I realize what’s not to like? <BR>With looks like that <BR>Perfect smile, gorgeous eyes <BR><BR>But I think again and I realize <BR>You’re not that perfect at all <BR>So why should I dream of you and me <BR>When I can dream of me and he