She sits all alone
On a Saturday night
Listening to Tori
And cursing her fate
When did things get
So fucked up in her life
All that she wanted
Was one simple date
But wishing and wanting
Won't get her too far
She's run out of smokes
And the hour is late
Maybe she'll go drive
Around in her car
Maybe she'll drive off
The damn Golden Gate
She's just a girl
Who loves boys
Who love boys
She just can't help herself
They're what she craves
Their beautiful bodies
Will never be hers
As she watches them dancing
She throws back her drink
And she waves
Her dad says she's pretty
Her mom says she's smart
Her friends say she's funny
She knows that she's strong
So why does each night end
With running mascara
When she starts crying
From some stupid song?
Maybe she just needs
Someone to talk to
Maybe she just needs
A break
Maybe she just needs
To dye her hair darker
Maybe it's all
A mistake
She's just a girl
Who loves boys
Who love boys
She just can't help herself
They're what she craves
Their beautiful bodies
Will never be hers
As she watches them leaving
She orders one more
And waves.
submitted for May Poetry Challenge, Day 4, Drama at Verse in a Nutshell
and for One Shot Wednesday, Week 44 at One Stop Poetry
