I feel like a zit on Angelina's face--
Surrounded by beauty, but an unsightly disgrace
I keep no company; they all fall away
I have no lover; like the rest he'd run astray

Radiant beauty and heartthrobbing smile
Greets me for a moment, makes me forget for a while
My awkward presence, ugly and fat
Then you're gone and suddenly it all comes back

Your sudden knock upon my post's door--
Your shimmering oceans of eyes, for sure--
Your luminate, bedazzling face
Takes me for a moment to a beautiful place

Well-toned, fresh-wet, socially correct
Brief moment, no doubt, but I will not forget.
Unmistakable, though, this truth:
I could never hold the likes of you.

So I set aside my longing, step away, ignore my attraction
Return to my fate of being alone with that one small satisfaction
What then can I do but dream
That maybe someday you'd hold me?