Poems.

I have a couple. Here's one.

You never notice me.
Always laughing with your friends.
You hate me.
Or at least act.
You don’t except my gifts,
My love.
I love you.
Why don’t you feel the same way?
It hurts me.
Inside and out.
Rid that fake ego.
The one you show everyday.
No one likes it
Anyway.
It saddens me still.
Stop being this way.
I hate it.
I hate it all.
But yet,
I force a smile.
You’ll regret treating me this way some day.
I know you will.
Would you listen for a moment to know why?
Because,
Somewhere out there
Is a person
Who will love me for who I am,
Something you didn’t.
Once you loose me,
I will be gone forever.
You cannot earn me back.
Learn this soon hun,
I’m not here to stay.
So make up your mind.
Me?
Or popularity.