Self- depressed little girl

This is just a short and dumb poem I wrote,but I like it.In a way.

She's a self-depressed little girl,
her world around her turns in circles.
And it's as if she doesn't even know.

her mind races with a thousand thoughts,
yet not one thought,
can compare to how she feels about you.

Her heart races like a maniac,
each time she's near you.
And for some reason,
you just don't seem to notice her.

All she really wanted,
was for somebody to love her.
Somebody to care about her.
Somebody to see who she really is.

That girl..is me.