Paranoid

   Paranoid

I see you walking down the halls,
But when you look at me I turn toward the walls.
Don't know how to talk, to speak,
My legs, my feet incredibly weak.
Try to talk to you, but then I say no,
if you don't reply, I'll feel so low.
Try not to look, to stare,
But can't keep my eyes off your pretty brown hair.
Want to tell you how much I'd care,
But I'm too chicken, won't even dare.
Can't get enough courage to even call,
Can't even wave when I see you in the mall.
Every time I talk to you,
My mind goes blank, I don't know what to do.
How to speak, what to say,
What to do, and in what way?
Don't know how to fix up this mess
But if I ever ask you, please say yes.

by Anon., Bedford, MA