I'm afraid to tell you how I really feel
but if I don't, I'll never heal
from all those times I silently cried
resenting that I never tried.
To approach you, get to know you more
I've never felt this way before
Helpless against your every move
I'm probably overlooked by you.
If I started talking, would you know my name?
or would I stutter, making you think I'm lame?
Would I screw my one chance at a first impression?
losing the effectiveness of my confession?
Would you sneer at my attempt
To try and gain some of your respect?
Would I humiliate myself as I walk away
Never to get past such a dreary day?
Truth is I was vulnerable right from the start
Fearing you'd emotionally tear me apart
With that, I'd have nothing left
So I keep my distance, avoiding theft.
Everyone dreads horrid rejection.
Why would you think I'd be an exception?
So until I'm very confident,
this poem will remain unsent.