Do you think about me?
I see you and think,
Whom am I kidding?
I can’t even get near you,
You are elite,
I am a geek.
Yours is a different world than mine,
You do wild parties,
While I simply stay back in line,
I don’t even have graduation date,
Whereas you have limitless supply.
You are elite,
I am a geek.
Is it a crime to like you?
To think about you, to adore you?
To world you may show your party face,
But I sense the loneliness inside.
Is it that difficult to let go?
Try it, will you?
I brush aside these thoughts,
Because I don’t think so.
I try to tell you,
When you are alone, I would always be here,
But you don’t need me,
Do you?
I am just another faceless person,
Studying with you,
You don’t know me,
But I know you,
Know you very well.
Is it because you are an elite,
And I am a geek?
Ha Ha! A poignant write to support the geek clan. I am also a geek.(Not self proclaimed but people call me that) . I can relate to this to a great extent!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Geeks are oftentimes adorable...well in a special way. :)