so, this is what it is.

so, i've been writing some stuff just to keep me sane in this so far boring summer--its just a poem about .someone.who doesn't know what he wants--lame to blog about it but..this is theraputical and i have been neglecting my blog

What is this?
What is this…game you play on me?
One minute you not with it then the next you the bee and i'm the honey
What is this…emotion for me you feel?
Let me know and I’ll keep it real
What is this…smile that comes when you are near?
Losing myself in this experience is most what I fear
What is this…that didn’t make us work?
Within this situation it seems i’m the only one hurt
What is this new-found “lets be friends” kick
When it was you who decided to put me in your pick
What is that together we will be
Because my thoughts of “me” subside with “we”
--what is this Ms.Krys stayed on business
all that just did is made me realize how young i actually am and how old ive become within my spirit.
boys come and go like seasons...but i do believe i met him for a reason