I  go to work
at 8 Am
wondering when
I'm going to see you again

a co-worker
a friend
all the same in the end
confused
like my feelings are being abused

these feelings so rare
that i actually care
to persue my feelings
i should not dare

locked in a daze
my eyes filled with glaze
although going about
with no doubt

at night I smile
with tears in my eyes
gotta keep this a secret
so i'm filled with big lies

is this right or wrong
this is taking to long
my feelings grow strong
i hope its not wrong

Going about my day
wondering what's going to come my way
I pray and I dream
that the pain would stay away.

my life is questionable
who can I trust?
questionable
don't I hate that word

My secrets can't stay
I feel so betrayed
like I'm just a stray
I just want him to stay.

I tell him
I trust him
I hear him
and it all sets in

questionable
can I trust him?
can I tell him?
or will he just spill....

my life's word.......
questionable........

I'm all alone
standing in the cold
people walking by
as I start to sigh.

I never wanted this
and the things that I miss
are long gone
in the deep abyss

he was the one for me
I can't just let it be
but as for him
he ignores me

he gave up
as I did not
but a relationship involves
more than one spot

If I could
see him again
then I could get
out of this den

I miss him like crazy
just like smelling a daisy
I guess i'll keep missing
at the same time wishing.