Poem Hunter
ET (March 24,1993 / )


Poem By Elphaba Thropp

Will I ever find true love?

Will I ever find someone who likes me for me?

Or will I just be an old lady who lives alone with cats and dogs?

When will I find that perfect guy?

Have I already?

The guy I like, I've known forever.

His mom use to be my fourth grade teacher,

And he plays the Alto saxophone just like me.

But the problem is,

I don't think he notices me.

We cross each other's paths

And he sees me,

But I don't think he really sees me.

I will never give up on my dream,

Because maybe he might just be

My one true love.

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Comments (3)

Poor you. i feel your pain. i hope your mom dosen't give you a hard time. your friend Amanda.
Trina, enjoy your childhood, growing up can happen very suddenly, and painfully.
Believe in yourself, Trina, everything else will follow!