Friend Zoned

FRIEND ZONED.

She is a rose, why lie
Wherever she goes, men die
Her hair natural, no dye
Her beauty is charm, so fly.

By her side, races my heart
Foreign looks, when with her cat
Bare truth, I want her heart but
I have neither skill nor art.

I said she's crush
Maybe I rushed
Now on my skin a rash
She became so harsh
Left like a flash

Hopes high like Ozone
Wanted her alone
Now all dreams are gone
She said she loved me a lot
But kept me in the friend zone.

©STUMAH