For You

Forgive me if I can’t let you know how I feel,

If I’m not obvious enough,

For I’m confused myself.

I can’t figure you out.

No definition.

Always a surprise.

I inject that needle of realism

Into your seemingly positive

Bubble of effort.

It can’t be for me.

It’s never for me.

You’re just being kind,

Friendly,

Bored, actually.

What should I do

When all I want to do is give up

And all I can do is keep trying?

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