chances

A Poem by a.c.

too many chances, again and again
oblivious to the truth only because I refuse to accept it

my brain knows better, but my heart is naive
like a small child who believes everything she hears

stupid - they say
optimistic - I think
but I am wrong - as always

I board up my emotions,
try to lock you out

it is never worth it,
yet I continue to let you in

you keep getting another chance
every time you give me a second glance