Color in my dull palette,
light in my dark abyss,
eyes to my unseeing soul.
You who has conquered this heart,
knows nothing of a battle.
Sitting as still as a metal pole.
Hold my fate
gingerly I plead.
As the storm's waters
in my heart secede.
I've given everything,
anything and all.
Please, I beg you,
**quit trying to stall.
The guy knows I like him.. It just hurts sometimes.