[I found a couple more of my poems at deviantArt. This one I wrote June 9th 2004, about PoetryBoy, my Boyfriend-ish person who later became my first kiss, even though I kinda didn't kiss him back. Yeah. Awkward.]
I'm Flirting Impaired
I am so confused
By this boy who looks like a man
Especially as a woman
Staying girl-child like Peter Pan
I haven’t been pretty
But Beautiful is inconceivable
I guard my heart
Never letting boys make me deceivable
So I get lost
look at him like a foreign creature
Whether in seats at a play
Or watching his game from the bleachers.
I wait each day
For him to realize who I am, according to me
But he keeps insisting he likes
This person I’m not sure how to be
He puts an arm
Around my shoulders and I stop my breath
I might have fun
If I weren’t so scared to death.
Never been kissed
Long forgotten sweet 16, I’m almost 25
But I don’t know how
To seem more alive.
So I just keep going
Along with newness till it gets too near
And maybe, just maybe
I’ll eventually be comfortable with you here.
Monday, January 29, 2007
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