Him

A Poem by Sarah

walking like you hold in hands
and everyone must follow
or perish.

the air about you is confusing
let alone
frustraiting.

i watch your movements
every muscle working
together in perfect
harmony.
my breath is taken away
but the crystle blue
eyes you hide behind
dirty blond hair.
your smile fills
me a river of happiness
and laughs.

i am treat as a leper.
a disease.
outcast.

i am nothing
to you.
you dont see nothing.
nothing.

dont just let me go
becuz your
unsure.
i know.
why dont you.

the air about you is confusing
let alone
frustraiting.