I've been told, but still I wait.
I try to laugh, but still I cry,
And still the feelings will not die.
How can one have so much power,
Although I want, I still cower
From her words and from her gaze.
Oh, what can lift this emotional haze,
That which clouds all that I do
And makes me always think of you,
Words can not express this feeling,
Which causes my senses reeling,
I do not feel that it is love,
It is too early to feel love.
I've known her only for a short time,
Too short to be along such lines,
But what is it that I feel,
That which steals, my time, my energy,
That which is a part of me
Since I know not what it is,
The more I need to find this out,
To explore the possibility,
To which she is the key.
Catch 22 has caught me so,
It shows that what I want to know
Can only be reached through her,
Who is unreachable, causing what I want to know.
4-14-99
A few good lines, but pretty damn poor.