please take me

walking down the street,

the same street I’d walk you home to,

I find you riding your family’s car right past me. 

You are both dressed so nicely.

You didn’t take me to meet your mother?

You told me it was time I’d met her,

but you broke it off before I could.

It has been months since I’ve seen your face,

I only see you through windows nowadays.

I've never seen you shine like that.

What kind of glow do you carry now?

You promised my seat next to you just weeks before tonight.

I would've made myself anything you’d want, If I got to meet your mother. 

If it would’ve gotten me her smile, her hand, or her approval.

I would've done it in seconds, but you’ve given my seat away. 

You left me behind to walk this street alone.

All I can do is sit on the sidewalk and scream to god,

Why not me?

Why not me?

Why couldn’t I meet your mother?