What is homecoming really?
Is it a dance
Or some excuse for guys to misuse girls?
Is it meant to be fun
Or is it really fun?
If we are suppose to have fun
Why are there so many of us that aren’t having fun at all?
I’ll tell you why I’m not:
It may be fun
If I had a date with him.
That would make me happy
And I’d love every minute of it.
But its not happening
And I’m not going to have fun.
Sure, I guess I’ll try
But I doubt it will happen.
I love him
And I want him to love me too.
Will he ever ask me to the dance?