A tale of romance failed, guilty concious, and increasing irrationality. |
This may not be the best poem But I feel it must be said That a lot of strange thoughts Are running through my head I certainly don't drink beer Insead it's the liking of a girl That has brought on a strange fear Behavior that reeks of irrationality Hung on to me that Freshman year But not because I liked a girl of a different nationality Try as hard as I could, an introduction couldn't form I wanted to say something, hard as I tried I thought long, and hard about nearly everything But no matter how hard I tried, the words only died Time ran out, I could like her no more And boy was I bummed But I then taught myself That the irrationality had just begun For that stage known as denial Became major provocation Once it stuck that was it My brain went on instant vacation School strain on the brain Made time slow down much so This time brought the unpleasant thoughts The denial continued to grow Though I tried everything to express this feeling It proved diffucult in the end To make saying thse things to her Anything close to appealing Tension was rising with no escape Dealing with it was quite hard Though I tried everything from TV and art I found my stress releif from a game called DDR ^_^ Now I like her not, thank god that's over But that didn't finish the story The mistakes were still made, and guilt troubled me Here we go again, or not! So now you know of this story I doubt I could have forgotten Hopefully it wasn't too boring For me it is just plain rotten |