I have so much left to say,
But I don't know how to say it,
So I'm writing you this poem
In hope that you will read it.

I'm not the best with words,
and I'm not good at being heard
but listen to me now, I'm pretty sure that,
you make my heart burn.

And all the things you say, I analyse
To make sure you aren't telling me lies
I'm trying to figure you out
Because I'm in a doubt.

I have this feeling I like you,
but I don't know how to tell you.
So I'm struggling to show you
The something I need to tell you.