Dear Mr. Whoever read this,
I just wanna say, I’m feeling lost and scared.
Because I’m at a challenge and I can’t miss,
And it’s hard for me, because she cared.
But you know, I feel like I can’t go on,
It’s not her, but what’s knocking upstairs
I love her, but it’s hard cuz I feel like a thorn,
**** it. I don’t even know if she cares.
All I feel is blank, constantly drained
But I know that she sees me strong
And I can’t fail her, but it’s always just rained
And the ground is slippy, Aren’t I wrong
She just sees me strangely
And she loves that I’m here
But I’m sure she would rearrange me
And not blink If I disappear.
This is about my new experience in life. I found someone who claims to like me very much, but I can never shake the feeling, no matter how small it is, that this is all a joke. That I’m going to be the laughing stock. Oh well. C’est la vie