She

She’s not pretty, she’s not fun
She doesn’t like being out in the sun
She’s not social, she’s just there
She does nothing nor does she care
She’s not diff’rent, she’s in the way
She wears the same sweatshirt everyday
She’s kind-hearted, she is sweet
She always says sorry when she steps on feet
She’s so polite, she’s respectful
She’s boring and talking to her is dull
I can’t complain, but I don’t like her
I guess he saw only good in her.