Another poem by me. This one came out kinda lame,but I'll let the rating be the judge (assuming there will be any).

That Girl

Have you seen that girl,
That goes around here and there?
Nobody knows where she’s going,
Is she even going somewhere?

Pretty face, pretty hair,
Nobody knows her name,
She seems sad, what a coincidence,
I’ve been feeling the same.

She seems lost,
Doesn’t even know where she’s from,
I’m a nice guy so I invite her,
To stay in my home.

She seats in the couch,
My, is she pretty?
I wonder what I can say,
To comfort that girl , so dreamy.

She tells me it’s her name,
She feels sad,
Because I’ve been feeling the same