A little bit of the poetry I've written over the past four months. Some aren't finished. All of it is probably lame. I just don't always like to say things straight out and this was the way I decided to express myself at some point.

Life is so rough
I've had enough
Of all of this new, crazy stuff.
An aching heart,
Friends falling apart,
And stress over things I can't change.
I'm tired now
And don't know how
To deal with everything happening.
I have many joys:
Friends, love, new toys,
But other things are ominous clouds.
Decisions for life,
Friends causing strife,
And a love for one not loved in return.
These verses are lame
But they try to say
The things that I currently feel.
It's hard to express
All of my mess
In one little word-rhyming spiel.

I feel distracted and loved,
Confused and un-loved.
Lazy, wishful,
Giddy, blissful,
Distanced, sad,
Glad and mad.
But most of all, I feel SCARED.

Help?!
I'll pray to God,
I know He's there,
But it feels like my words just get stuck in the air.
I've prayed to Him,
I know that He cares.
I've seen it so often with previous prayers.
But where is the wisdom?
The insight I asked for?
God, please send me an answer or open door.
I'm so lost, I need you more.
Please help me to see what you have in store.

Young Man
You make my heart sad!
You sigh and frown
And you're frequently down.
Youre depressed by some girl,
When to me, you mean the world!
You're the greatest of friends,
And I'd happily lend
My help and my heart to you.
You ought to know
How I care for you so!
Believe that I love you, it's true!

Why?
Why do you make me go crazy?
Why can't I get you out of my head?
I know exactly what I should do,
How carefully I should tread.
But why do you have to glance at me
And smile that irresistible smile?
Why can't you just stay away from me?
Not close the distance of miles.
I know you don't do this purposefully,
But you cannot fathom your effect on me.
Every time I see you,
All I can do is stare breathlessly.