Why is it
I can’t cry?
I fought with a friend
I can’t cry.
I witnessed something sad
I can’t cry.
My parents yelled at me
I can’t cry.
I failed a test
I can’t cry.
I lost someone I cared for
I can’t cry.
Why the hell
Can’t I cry?

If you’re angry at me
I feel that my pathetic life
Has lost the little meaning
It once had

I yearn for love
Her love
Any love
I don’t care whose
So why is it
I get so scared
Considering the fact
That they might like me?

I keep my eyes open wide
A knife in my hand I stare intently
As I make my way with every stride
Afraid I may open my eyes
To a knife in my stomach incidentally

I lost track of the times
I caught him staring
Am I just imagining this?
Or do his eyes linger
Truly, this makes me feel
Desired by his sight
For every time I turn
I catch him staring once more.

Oh the joy I feel
When she writes of me
Her poems so filled with love
Make my fragile heart flee