let's play 21 questions
your questions will go from
how old are you
to
are you still a ******
my questions will go from
what's your favorite color
to
what's the worst thing you've done

both wanting to already know
if what's barely beginning
to happen yet
will be worth it

i'm barely even a teen
you can't expect me to fall
that isn't fair
i know most people assume
only the damaged and broken
keep themselves
from falling
but they aren't the only ones
because i'm here
and i'm neither
but i refuse to fall
maybe i'm scared
of welcoming something
foreign that not even my mother can make me understand
love cannot be taught, is what i'm told
maybe i just don't want to have something just to lose it

Poetry takes time and imagination
              apparently, I don't have those.

I can barely make her laugh
I am rarely the reason behind that glamorous smile

But that is okay
As long as she's laughing and smiling
That is enough

I smile at you
And you think I fake it
You smile at me
And I think you fake it
Because you think I fake it
But I don't fake it
I say, why do you fake it
You say, why do you fake it
I say, I don't fake it
You say, sorry I think you fake it.
So I smile again and fake it
And you smile back and fake it
Again
And all we ever do
Is fake smiles
And barely talk.


F.Z.N