I don't understand these feelings,
or why I like you so much...

I am crawling..
crawling in hopes to find something...

I can see that you're hiding,
hiding yourself from the world...

* Another unfinished poem*
Sitting in a crowded room...

*Another unfinished poem*
I can't help you...

* Just so you know, this poem is not finished. I...
You always made things difficult...