~They.

Them.

He...

Lies are, but a child-like and ingenuous telling of another to me.

Of course its to me--- The odd one.

The girl that wears bright outfits.

The girl people unknowingly assume as idiotic and gullible.

The one with weird glasses.

But as always, everyone else is perfect...

I'm the girl with the highest test scores...

I'm the one who sees people as the truly are...

Is it not just me that notices these things?

Is it me [?], the one earnestly making assumptions?

Lets start with him.

The one who ruined it.

He told the only possible one I wanted...

Now I look like the stupid one... At least more than usual.

Maybe someday we would've been together.

Physically and subconsciously.

Each other on our minds.

But that now perhaps doubtlessly not.

As I assume without a word of lie.

I wish I knew what he was thinking...

Probably about some other girl.

Not the stupid one.

I'm jealous...

I'm not the pretty one in this life.

Mostly, he would be.

He shows himself to this world.

The one that told him just made it worse for me.

I have to be near him.

And the one on my mind.

This is awkward.

I don't know what to think.

If we did end up together, it would probably just be a low-life trick to get a naive lover.

To prove something...

It proves nothing.

He's the cool one.

I'm not... ~