The One Poem by Heather Hill

The One



I'm the one who gets caught in the middle
The one who hides the tears behind her eyes
Trying to act all happy like nothings wrong
The one who gets picked on
No matter what I will be the same
The one who loves sports
Just like my grandpa did
The on who is misunderstood
By the people around her
The one who never gets the guy
I want one guy but does he want me
I'm just not sure
The one who is not sure about anything


(2006)

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