You seem to have an interest
smiling when I pass by
never being far behind as I randomly walk
always willing to talk
and yet something is blocking
my heart
from interlocking with yours
in mid-air
is it a wall you put up?
or one created by society?
Why is it that I care what they think?
I never have before
But her laugh makes me wonder why I bother.
She tries to help me get your attention
but I can tell she thinks its pointless
She doesn't see how bad I crave you
how every rude comment smashes a hammer
through my already bleeding heart
I don't think she ever will
and yet, I still feel the need to crash through the wall
I wonder where she put that hammer......
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