Wallflower

Why can't I be beautiful?
Why do I have to stand
around the edge of the dancing crowd

just listening to the band?

I want a boy to dance with,

somebody tall and smart,

somebody who wants me for myself,

my body and my heart.

I can give someone so much love

but never get the chance.

Because I'm fat and plain and dull

I don't get asked to dance.

Surely someone will see my soul

is brighter than my face.

Life is short. I may not win

but I want to join the race.