The One
The rain's clear drops Sped to embrace the Earth. I was there, school bus, back seat Looking far out into vanity. I glance to the front None who really matter. My eyes scramble till They are caught in a trap. There she was Not knowing of me. I sat staring, at those Beautifully lined eyes. There, by my reach Her braided hair. She looked out the window Though watching something else. My heart screaming "Talk to her." My mind saying, "No chance, who'd want you?" I feel trapped in a labyrinth. My body told me "You're not good enough." And then my heart whispered, "She's the one!"