I don\'t know what I should say,
Should I all my thoughts lay,
Just to make you see the way,
Your reactions keep mine at bay.
Do you expect me not to like,
The way your sight makes me spike,
Turning my thoughts as a bike,
Stabbing my guts as with a pike.
I don\'t know what you want,
Is it for me to just rant,
Or for my heart to race and pant,
Saying your name in a repeated chant,
Maybe what you need is distance,
Just as friends for instance,
Perhaps you can\'t offer any substance,
And I should halt all persistence.