To the "Observer"

Sorry love, i've quit your game.
but it's true some things will always stay the same.


you cheer for her
and
my trust for you will, even now, be unsure


death brings me to my knees
so you could just let me be if you please
i'm sorry you think i don't try
but it's really just that my empathy has run dry
you think you're just an observer
but i must disagree and state my demurrer

you take sides
so obviously her friendship overrides

maybe you're right, and i will never grow
but at least now i know.




you cheer for her.
and my trust for you will remain to be


unsure.

stupidity.

Well when you call out  to me
in the halls
wistfully

it doesn't sound quite the same.
so now I'm compelled to write to you,
 the boy with the three lettered name.

you seem so serene,
untroubled, at peace.
But do you know what i've seen?

you can't hide from Ms. invisibility
and you don't understand
your culpability.... for my stupidity.

I lose my words, my protection
my walls fall down
and I've forgotten my direction.

I try not to look, but you slip into view
and when i'm not thinking
i cant help but think of you.

oh the boy with the three letter name
can't you see what you've done
 you set my heart aflame






You wear a tail
and when i see you
i sail.

oh the boy with the three letter name.
you are to
blame

you spoke to me like we were friends
but all good things 
have their ends.

My nosy search for the truth
must have made me
seem uncouth

now dear boy with the three lettered name
i hope you never find this
declaim.

please don't find this declaim.

because you're the boy with the three lettered name

and all i feel now is shame





because i know you don't feel the same





oh trying to write about a boy is lame.  <----- (and that my dear boys and girls is what i like to call a run on rhyme)  


Sincerely,
Never Writing Again.

P.S. This was for learning intentional purposes only....... kind of