Why

You are too old

To think of him just as a friend

Beleive me I don't

But if you date him

You're a s**t

Why?

I like you alot

You do to

You asked me out

I said why not

But we have to be secret

Or else we become victim

To harsh gossip

Every time we hide

In the back staircases

And you hold me while we work

I want to scream to the world

But we would be to young

I would be a s**t

You a player

It isn't like that

I just really like you

Damn it all

Why do you have to be you?