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Jacob Guinn

Rookie (05-18-1994 / San Ramon, California)

Jane Doe I Know


I wake up every morning and look forward to my day
To see that girl in every possible way
Yes I call her that girl, even though I know her name
Yes that girl is what I want, so her name stays the same
I know she sees me look at her sometimes
Even in the halls when I passby
I wish i just could talk to you
Because I can't do what I do

What would you do if I came up to you and talked?
Would you think I'm a creep and walk?
Would you never look at me again?
Would this be all over or just begin?
I just want to be your friend
And I'll be your friend, all the way til the end
So lets be friends and get to know me
And I'll show you what love suppose to be

I'm sure I could never, ever have you
Because your very beautiful, and yes thats true
I'm just thsi lonely, shy boy who doesn't talk at all
And yet tries everything I can but still, I fall
So this is the way I feel
And to tell you everything i say is real
So give me a chance and I'll show you how it's suppose to be
With a beautiful girl like you and a sweet young man like me.

Submitted: Wednesday, May 30, 2012

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Dont be Scared To Love Who You Want

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