By deevaa [deevaa@paradise.net.nz]
Date: 18 October 1999

I don't have to beg.

I pretend not to be looking
but really
I'm peering deep into your soul
got my x-ray goggles on
and I'm trying to read the fine print
(he loves me, he loves me not)
I pretend not to notice
but really
I'm noticing every single look
he looks at me and looks away
smiles into my eyes
and notices that I'm pretending not to notice
so much for my act
my "I don't really care" 
attitude.

I don't fight for men
I don't have to...
they have to want me
(like I want them)
but maybe your worth fighting for
or maybe I just want you to notice me
act like I'm alive
dancing under your spotlight.

The stars in your eyes
twinkling
at me.
At me?
For me?
Take me!
Please.
Fight for me
win me... 
need me
PLEASE.
Twinkle twinkle little star.

I've fallen for you
skinned my knees
might just stay 
down here awhile.
and then maybe you'll notice me.
if I'm on my knees 
(at your feet)
maybe you'll help me up..
maybe you'll hold the back of my head... 
I'm not begging.
much.


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