Lisa's Poem
Your Voice, Your Face, There's no mistake
If I'm asleep, I pray not to wake
If only in my dreams we're together
Then I want this dream to last forever
I can't think of anything else to do
But confess my feelings to you
It's not rejection that I fear
But my shyness that wanders near
To look like an idiot in front of whom I like
It'd be worse than being runned over with a bike
Everytime I've tried had ended in vain
And you couldn't possibly imagine the pain
To come so close and yet so far
Leaving an emotional scar
My stomach fills with butterflies
And I calm myself with many lies
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, it's what i hope
Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I feel like a dope
Seeing others talking to you flawlessly fills me with envy
Is there hope i some day could do that? Is there any?
Until that day I admire from afar
You shine as brightly as a radiant star
I wonder, one day will you acknowledge me?
And if so, what day will that be?
Either way i await
Anticipation for a date
