I see you read my message
And I don’t know what to think, say, or do
Being honest I can't stop thinking about you

But I guess the answer's no
I'm not the one with who you want to go.
So all that's left for me to say
I hope you see much brighter days

Still feeling as I **** at poetry
I seem to feel so unworthy
Of your interest
Must of all been a test

Maybe I’ve lost,
Maybe I never stood a chance
Or the chance has gone and past.

What if I waited too long?
What if I said something wrong?
Or worst,
I did it all wrong?

I must revive hope,
I must hold this rope
Hold with my life…