Between the Thin Lines
She hated being average.
Gets good grades but not a smart ass.
Pretty face but not as painfully beautiful as the girl in the aisle.
Tries to be a good ball player but loses track of the ball once it gets near her.
Sings the first verse of a song with her usual mellow voice but goes off tune in the middle.
It’s a self-esteem crusher fact. She’s just somewhere in between.
But still, she smiles.
Knowing that the thought of her face clings in between your genuine smiles,
Spending the cold nights thinking about her somewhere in the middle of your mind,
Well, the best thing? It’s because at the end of the day, she knows that she still lies somewhere in between your heart.