I wrote the most beautiful poem in the world today
And I wrote it just for you.
But I didn’t want to be a nuisance
And I couldn’t figure out what to do
I wrote about how you’ve treated me
And everything you’ve done
And I wrote about how I feel for you
And that I think you’re the one
But I threw it away because it seemed
As though you wouldn’t care
I said that it didn’t matter
And it wasn’t worth the share
The way it rhymed was just so lovely
And I really liked the schemes
But theres no point in wishing
Now its only a part of my dreams
So I guess I should write something else
Maybe something better
But the next time I won’t wait for your approval
I’ll just put my own thoughts together