testing love

The anger I have, the anger you give me

Makes me week

I struggle to keep my cheap cardboard post up.

I try to hold you up,

Try to make you get use to me

But I fail.

Everyday I see you,

Thinking of you and wanting you to like me,

But you will never like thee,

I stand tall day by day trying to make you see,

I like you

I’ve tried once,

But my post gave way.

When I was shoved to the side like some old person.

I really did like you and still do

My post are barely holding my love for you,

But you wont put a brace on them

Until then,

I will try to hold up,

Knowing that you don’t care

But I’ll still try.