I Try

To gain your attention.

 

From ditching my friends to be with you to shortening my study sessions to

Attempting to have a conversation with you. However, I guess 

Being with you is too late.

 

From first sight, I thought something was destined. 

Having similar schedules, the back and forth looks,

the small encouragement

Little seeds that will develop as high school continues.

 

But it's my fault for not making the moves,

For not responding and pursuing,

For not being direct with my emotions,

My fault for being socially inept

 

Acted too passive, letting events unfold

Thinking that I was shy, that my inexperience will displease you

That I have to give you the best of me rather than the actual me.

Too much time spent on planning rather than interacting with you.

 

Even when we have moments, I honestly at a loss for thought.

I used to answering school questions and essays, not people.

I taught to be a student, not well verse in socializing.

I am just confused on how to act toward a crush.

 

Though I wasted so much time, I want to do my best to make up for those times.

Yet, I question my actions as you look away and disconnect from me.

I want to believe there is a chance but it looks uncertain.

However, I keep on going until you reject me.

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