I see you.
You’re like me.
You walk around like
“Nobody can mess
with me.” I see it.
I can tell that you
have things that you
don’t tell others.
Things you keep to
yourself.
You don’t trust people
& you’ve been
through some ****.
Well guess what.
I’ve been there too.
That’s why I can spot you.
I like you.
Let me help you.
I can make you smile.
Please don’t ignore
me after you told me
you like me.
I don’t want to play games.
Tell me how you feel
& show me that you care.
You talk to me one
day & the next it’s like
I’m the prohibited apple.
You used to stare at me
& smile, was I a fool to fall
for that?
Your eyes looking at me,
your lips smiling at me.
Made me feel special for
a while there.
I don’t know if I should
fight for the things I want
or just give up.