I love this one girl,

But she loves someone else.

She is pretty as a pearl,

She won't see that herself.

When I talk to her I feel like I will hurl,

Because it's cute how she has trouble reaching the top shelf.

She likes to wear makeup by Cover Girl,

She won't believe it when I say she doesn't need that on herself.

I think I have chance,

But I'm to scared.

One time I asked her to dance,

Then I was prepared.

Oh how I hate you are already in a romance,

I hate how I only stared.

But I knew you are the one since the first glance,

Even though I am visually impaired.