Why was it so easy
to hide my blushing smile
than it is to hide
my devastated cries.

The ram is leaving the farm soon,
I felt myself chip away.
All of the songs you haven't heard,
began pulsating a sensation of pain.
Small gasps of air, but understanding,
I can't force you to stay here.
But I made the barn a place to relax,
to see you walk away devastates.

The ram is readying to go soon,
It's enjoying it's final suppers.
I really hope I can enjoy a meal,
knowing the Ram had it in store.

The Ram is leaving soon,
I checked for them each day.
I would always stare towards the sun,
wishing the ram a better day.

The ram, it's not staying,
A sense of denial, laughter and suffering.
Who will accompany the lonely bull now?
If the ram has gone away.

I've developed a fragile heart,
It makes me afraid of change.
I want to show you love,
But I fear you won't feel the same.

Your respect is strong and rigid,
But my heart is warm and pumping.
So I feel myself falling in love,
In the ways I feel I shouldn't.

You're stories birthed amongst the stars,
Makes my heart start growing leaves.
You said the fog was way too thick,
To see the constellations.

You were all my heart craved,
Under a mistletoe Christmas.
But even this year I'm alone,
Because you're not the one in it.

Each poem I write comes to an end,
But my heart feels the same.
The pumping, the butterflies and sick,
I'd do anything for you to feel the same.

You think you're keen,
You see my eyes,
My shift in key.

You think you're smooth,
But what if you knew,
My shift was because of your tune.

Exhausted by excitement,
Followed up by daily activity.
You feel yourself paralyzed in fear,
Nobody else would even begin to...
Speak, you're trying your hardest to speak.

Yet everyone hears my shouts
As whispers
In the night.

My tender Ram, why have you become so confused?
Your flame made you feel like somebody worth intimacy,
yet I see you burn the soul of someone new.

Your cluttered mind has revoked individuality,
the delight I once held has turned to ashes.

Chaotic screeching of a disorganized person,
sending a blaze to catch others alight!

A firestorm of undisciplined immaturity,
embers scatter my deep affection.

My dear Ram, what have you done?
Why has everyone else caught fire?