Wallflower Poem by Michael Amor

Why can't I be beautiful?
Why do I have to stand
around the edge of the dancing crowd
just listening to the band?

I want a boy to dance with,
somebody tall and smart,
someone who wants me for myself,
my body and my heart.

I could give someone so much love
but never have the chance.
Because I'm fat and plain and dull
I don't get asked to dance.

Surely someone will see my soul
is brighter than my face.
Life is short. I may not win
but I want to join the race.