Fainting Goat

Well I open that door and here comes the rain

The rain of ashes and new possibilities.

See, there’s a boy I like and he likes me back and he said he’d meet me at the park today.

Strong and sweet.

Beautiful and neat.

Supportive and kind.

Who helps me keep my mind.

My very best friend;

Turns dark days bright.

Yet I worry;

They may be losing the fight.

First I see a raven,

Strong and dark.

Now I see an eagle,

Majestic and mighty.

Now I see a crow,

So similar to the raven.

Now I see a feather,

Alone and indistinct.

Finally I see the birds.

His hair, his eyes.

How I love his smile, his laugh.

So funny, so sweet.

Always making me smile, and giggle.

But I’m trapped in the friend zone.

He’s so much more to me, but I’m just a friend.

Bubbly and bright, yet always faking it.

Ridiculous and strange, always an outcast.

Insidious and dark, with too much to hide.

When someone says, “What’s the problem?” my first response is, “Me.”

When someone asks, “Why are you crying?” my first answer is, “Me.”

When someone says, “There is no point,” my first reply is, “I agree.”