Judge a book by its cover. maybe

By , palatine, IL
You tuck in your shirt and put on your glasses
Write papers for cash no need for a regular job
Never had your first kiss or any girl to call your own
You see the "hot shot" coming down the hall and wish you trade shoes.

He walks down the hall with an ego higher than a mountain
Girls drool and wish he was their facebook official boyfriend
Carries a basketball and gym bag on his shoulder
Walking with his gang,
wishing somehow he could be you.





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