Why Does She Care

Why does she care for me
I'm one thirty first
There's plenty of others
To give dirty smirks

I know I'm bad
So why make me cry
I'm constantly wishing
To die, die, die

Why does she embarrass me
Make me lose my appetite
I can't get her to like me
I'll just lose the fight

Maybe it's just natural
Her unpleasance and ugly glare
Which clearly shows me
She doesn't really care

I should be getting over this
So why can't I do so
Cuz whether she cares or not
She makes my spirits low

I know she's just insecure
It's normal to smile rare
So the question becomes
Why do I really care