“HER”

Someone is thinking of me

With pursed lips and clasped hands

And that someone’s opinion

Is taking a stand

Someone is thinking of me

With a pounding heart and sweaty palms

And that someone’s opinion

Has been there all along

Someone is thinking of me

With faraway eyes and red ears

And that someone’s opinion

Is all that I hear

Someone is thinking of me

With white knuckles and curled toes

And that someone’s opinion

Is all that I know

Someone is thinking of me

With crossed legs and bowed eyes

And that someone’s opinion

Can never be a lie

And that special someone

Is not very kind

And that special someone

Exists in my mind

That someone is tangible and real

With real toes and real eyes

But that special someone

Wears a disguise

A disguise of a smile

A very clever veneer

Who distracts conversations

Whenever they appear

And that someone is constantly looking,

Watching herself in the mirror

Thinking about herself

And what seems to appear