Like that Geek in the Pink *inspired by Jason Mraz

 Its like that same ol’ story retold once again,that one quick decision by that hip chick, once again overlooking that Geek in the Pink, not

knowing the love she could have found… Because while he looks at her go, its not the body that attracts him the most, its that lovely

perfume she wears that entices him, her lovely smile as that joke strikes a chord, those ocean like eyes begin to be stared at, that ever so

long hair that seems to dance with the wind around it. So what if he’s not that jock from the prom, he’s that hip kid who is full of rhymes,

melodies and prose arising from the inspiration she gives him, she knows not that she is the muse he’s been looking for, and he’s the

one who can truly enter that heart of hers, but she judges the cover before even reading the book, and decides do pass on that chance to

have a real gentleman there, and what if he’s a little weird at times, since when has smiling and having a good time been seen so wrong,

because instead of game he spits true complements, and instead of abusing his words to just get somewhere, he holds them so even

the smallest of things, will mean the world to whoever listens to it. So this hip hop in flip flops white slash mexican kid sittin again in the

side of the seat, with his new found guitar and a love for the color of love, once again begins to look around to see which one of the girls,

decides to not let this Geek in the Pink slip away… -SRTL…