hotCan't you see my head is a mess
I need you here to talk and chat
To your away message I take this bat
Please come back to the computer
You're never gonna talk to anything cuter
Okay I lied, I'm not that great
Don't agree with me, well its too late
Nothing you say will change my mind
I'm seeking for something I may never find
Tired, but awake I sit here and stare
Sometimes I wonder whats up with the air
If you think this poem doesn't make any sense
If you think I'm strange or maybe too tense
Well, I guess your right but I don't really know
Guess its time for me to go
