Commercial's playing in office about A.D.D treatment drugs making
some boys grow female breats. What in the hell and what's up with that?
Yo FCC! Is better to have a freaking disease or embarrassing side affects?
Something took my mind off who I've been thinking about for weeks,
even if it is ***** ups by agencies allowing drugs on the market
without enough clinical studies such as, you take meds and you grow lady parts.

It's Friday and big project's completed and believe poems still unread by you.
Saw the Kanye/Kim video and he says he has no memories of meeting Kim.
What's wrong with that picture a man in love with Kim and she's forgettable?
Read some poems on this site I agree with ones stating when you love a person
you never forget big things like where the two of you met and most details.
Gotta give a hell yes to that.
I still have butterflies in my stomach and I can't get you out of my head.
If you knew I was alive or my poems existed, would you bother to read them?
I don't know If you would and trying to stop myself from thinking the worst.
Hanging out with buds tonight and maybe a chance meeting with you?
We'll be sitting by the window if Tom is playing but not if he's a no show.
Wont let cold rain mixed with snow stop me from having a great time.
That piano bar will never be the same now that I heard you sing with old Tom.

Our names match perfectly in numerology and wish I knew your birthday.
Told myself to stay away from your profiles but I'm drawn to them.
How can I stop myself from wondering what you are doing and thinking?
I tried to make small talk with a regular at a place I eat lunch near downtown.
She's very pretty, nice, seemed quiet, sits alone and yesterday I joined her at her table.
No shyness with her but no interest hearing boring too much detail small talk.
If we had connected no way would I be writing poetry wish she was like you.
Admitting I chatted a few up on from Facebook to see what would happen
and thinking maybe I could **** the butterflies I get thinking about you.
After one on one chat I needed to un-friend after most thought chat meant more.
Whatever happened to hi meaning hi and simple chat means same?
I see how you are with guys and know you are normal and not the type to
read more into what men say and why I want to get to know the lady behind the voice.
Wish you knew I was alive and would read my poems.

Went to the place I know you hang out but you no showed.
Sat for a few hours but did not drink the *** and coke I ordered.
Chickened out of commenting after your posted on Google plus.
Count down to Friday and will be hanging with buds again.
Hope you read this and know you are welcomed to join my table if you show up.
Hope you finally read this and know I like you and you realize I am alive.
Risk taker who likes you but I'm too shy to say hi as the real me on the internet.

Winds fading and see you were on Google and relieved you are ok.
I'm working but dragging more than on other Mondays.
Do wish you could read my mind or not so great poems.
I'm not alive to you but that wont chase away the butterflies.

Winds still gusting and went to all your sites looking for words by you.
Nothing yet and I hope you are safe from this ice cold rain.
No digits so  I can't call your unlisted phone number.
I laughed thinking it impossible to like someone you barely know,
I no longer believe it's a laughing matter.

I should be getting it together and setting up for work but can't,
all I'm doing is sitting here thinking about you and if you are safe.
I can't get your voice or your lovely face out of my mind.
Yes I'm obsessing mainly because you are that mystery I want to discover.
If you read my poems Betty P., they are ALL about you and wish I had your number.