Jess's Poem

Things get too confusing,

I like you,

but I don't want to.

I find myself walking on the sidewalk,

and looking all around and waiting,

and just hoping that just maybe you will pass by.

When I see you we never talk,

I want to but I'm afraid to let my real feelings show,

because then you know too much.

You don't have the same feelings,

and I wish you did but I know you never will,

because these feelings are deep and I've got the scars to show.

Don't think that this is a cry for help,

because it isn't but I just want you to see,

just how I feel and I want to know what you think.

I would say this straight to your face,

but I can't because I'd feel like a fool,

and it's not worth it to let my feelings show when you don't feel the same.

All I hope is that you understand this,

and tell me that you do because until you do,

I'll be sitting here waiting.

I am making myself be over you,

so please don't tease me unless you care,

because once again I think I am strong but truly I am the weakest link.

** this is my friends poem... not mine!!!!