Lesson 2: Poetry That Tells The Girl Story

I DON’T KNOW WHAT THIS IS . . .

BUT I WANNA WRITE

Confusing

You,

with your words and perfect voice

Me,

With my insecure, lost life

We met and sparks flew

But it had to end

Had to end

Its confusing

I am confused

You come back, you go away

You enter, you leave

And i am always left here

Just a bundle of nerves

A bundle of nerves

I yearn for the day I will kiss

Your pink lips.

But your two way signals are hard to read

Flashing like a faulty car’s indicators

So confusing

I can crash and burn

At your very touch

I crash like a house ofcards

Your smile is like a wrecking ball

Your presence gives me a heart attack

You make me all weak inside

But you are a tower of stone and

I can’t seem to get through to you

You are so confusing

So infuriating

But I love you so much

Because you are my yellow brick road

And I will be crazy to ever let you go

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