He's just a wallflower
Wilting by the hour
Has no life
And is always sour

He's hooked
He's turned
Can't stop himself
From enjoying it more

That 'it' ?
He is ashamed
Ashamed to talk
Ashamed to say

Degrade himself
Damage himself
Yet he seeks love
He craves feeling

She is not a person
She is an idea
She is perfection
She is an escape

She is his dream
The love he wants
The affection he seeks
A companion he can adore

He spends nights
Looking into nothing
But her light
Her glowing light

He looks at her
As God
And him devil
The shadow to her light

The joy he could have
That he chased her
Sought her
But no avail

He tried, tried
Traversing through
Halls and classrooms
Cafeterias and stories

Lovers lane?
Walks not there
Student Center?
Far from him

It doesn't matter
Who she is
She's his fix
His salvation

She's the reason
His temptation
The purpose of life
And her gone means death

Oh...oh why?
Why won't there be
The one I call  she?
One for me

He finally tries,
But she's not his
She's everyone's
And no one's

Lover to me
Lover to you
All have enjoyed her
One way or two

And thus,
He resides in his fate
He will never meet Girl
Before it's too late