She is Me

She is staring at the floor,
She is crying on her bed,
The thoughts are uncontrollable, the ones going through her head.
She feels her heart beat faster and slower,
as her thoughts fade and she falls back in deep lament.
She loves a boy, more than anyone can comprehend,
She tries to express, but feels it falls on deaf ears at times.
Will that boy ever trust her? will he ever let his guard down?
They both know together they'd rather smile than frown.
So why would they argue, why can't they just Love?
She pleads and pleads that shes not lying, that she's telling the truth.
She knows she can't look for guidence  from above.
Every time he goes away she misses him even more.
In those times her mind it just soars.
Inside her soul its like a monstrous "roar".
His touch, his lips, his dirty talk.
She loves the way his does his walk.
I actually have one more thing to say,
One more secret to convey,
This "she" we speak of, I must say,
She is me.