A declaration of benevolence For a boy deprived of affection Who is urged to bare his heart. "I don't care" Are just words verbalised in a manner Seemingly self-convincing; A facade of strength When it's clear he's in pieces, In despair, falling apart, Trying as hard as he can to seem okay. Mesmerising eyes express it all. Occasionally one must hold their tongue For holding your tongue is easily done When one must deny feelings Out of fear of challenging rejection. Because both are apprehensive In the face of emotion. And she tries fervently to destroy walls So resolutely built With a motive of keeping out those with fabricated feelings, While he didn't have to try very hard To vaporise barricades of hers. But how can it be demonstrated That her sole intention Is to show him devotion?
Original title from my writings: A poem in which I acknowledge pre-existing feelings that I tried to deny all summer.