• I look, curious.
    I see, something that doesn't belong.
    Confused, frustrated, getting paranoid.
    When I get there, no one is waiting.
    Upset, I gather my thoughts and book.
    Off to a long, upsetting hour I go.
    Giving me time to think, I plead,
    Please nothing be wrong,
    Don't let it be.
    I lvoe him but I get confused and scared.
    I hate when I don't know.
    I shake, I cry,
    But only on the inside.
    No one can see,
    For if they do,
    They will lose the mirage they have of me.
    Watching, waiting, for the clock to strike the time,
    These minutes feel like hours in my mind.
    Drifting away I get more time to think.
    I think of too many different situations,
    Crying inside again,
    Falling deeper into misery.
    Looking around the room, I think I'm going to be sick.
    Shaking, I lay my head down.
    I want my thoughts to be gone.
    I sigh in contempt. I have to life with these.
    Life can't be easy.
    I have to learn my lessons,
    But I don't want to, I feel too dizzy.
    What if I just, died?
    Not by suicide,
    But from the thoughts of him, what they do to me.
    Then he'd feel bad.
    Then he'd love me.
    Why oh why can't this be that easy?