Intentionally an amusing self whipping slightly exaggerated self analytical poem I wrote about insecurity in friendships/relationships particularly on line and how sometimes being alone with our own thoughts is not so good when self analysing hoping people can relate or else im just an alone and embarrassed stalker EEK!!!

if I disappeared tomorrow,

 would you remember me?

or am I insignificant,

like net girl number three?

if you never saw me again,

 would you remember that I cared?

that the reason for the nagging,

is I’m insecure and scared,

scared that i meant nothing, 

when you meant so much to me,

but I realize now to love you,

 means I have to set you free! 

~<~@

I find it really hard, 

when things suddenly changed, 

I just cant understand it, 

and I start to act deranged, 

I know I’m acting foolish, 

and I should just let it go,

but when I find someone i care about,

 I have to let them know!

I’m not so good at chilling, 

and letting things just slide

I should just stop the worrying 

and just enjoy the ride.

I’m not so very patient,

 tho i really try my best

maybe I should sleep some more

 and give the world a rest

an extreme lack of confidence 

which is hard on friendship time

if you could just bare with me 

then I know that ill be fine

be patient like I was with you

don’t cut the convo dead

and I will try my very best

to go sort out my head

@~>~

 maybe I’m going crazy.

 just a little bit insane 

I start to really panic 

think we’ll never speak again

but trust me I am harmless 

its not soul mate kinda love

though if I ever meet the one 

ill pray to god above,

that i don’t act so loony 

when they leave to take a pee

I really must remember that to love

 means let them be!

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  • Ag on Dec 12, 2011

    i know im not the only one even if n oone else will admit to it lol

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