out of range.

oh what a mess

the things i thought of

 left me confused and distressed.

what do i do when things come to this?

what does one do when its not friendship they miss?

how does it happen that this happens to me?

how did this happen in time perfectly?

why does it all crash together in sync?

how does it make itself fit together so perfectly linked?

 

 

i never thought we'd do this at all

but its happening and i'm having a ball.

you make me laugh you make me smile

and forget all my worries even just for awhile.

maybe its just me who is feeling this way?

but if that was true why did you text me all day?

i cant be the only one seeing this

your acting the same way i am

and the feeling it gives off is some sort of bliss

im happy this way that i am

 

but wait, what is this? that look in your eyes.

you tell others you dont but they know that its lies.

if you do its okay as i feel the same way

but dont take to long its not a game to be played.

 

you fumble on words and you laugh with your eyes

you hug with your heart but you speak perfect lies

you gamble your choices and change your mind fast

you skip random pieces and mix up the past

you blush when you mess up and are proud when your right

stick your chest out boldly as if you'd won a fight.

you toy with minds like a box full of threads

you linger in thought weaving your song in my head.

 

im not your gold trophy

im not just some prize

im worth it if your worthy

worthy you tell me no lies.

call me up someday if you get and ego exchange

until then i tell you my hearts out of range.

 

Reviews

[Alexander Z. Anthony]

Wow, loved the second stanza from last! Most likely the strongest in the entire poem!
But the entire idea of the poem is kool. =)
I notice you don't start your poems with capitol letters, is this a type of style you're using?