Lovestruck by a female creep
She smiles
She always smiles
I stopped and saw her smiling
I was like
'I know you aint an angel'
'I know you aint a fairy'
In folklore she is a legend
On internet she is a post
In real life she is a creep
Standing under the bridge
Smiling
Waiting
I dont even know that
Who is she
But now I am
Lovestruck
By her.
This poem is about:
Me
