One Chance
When I lie awake I think about you.
And I know that sounds horribly cheesey
But I cannot help the way I feel.
I hate that I'm writing this poem for you,
Cuz I know that you don't even know me.
I wish that you would just give me a chance,
But to you that is just too much to ask.
I know that you will never read this poem,
And for that I am actually glad.
Now can you just understand this for me,
I'm so desperately in love with you.
And I know that sounds horribly cheesey
But I cannot help the way I feel.
I hate that I'm writing this poem for you,
Cuz I know that you don't even know me.
I wish that you would just give me a chance,
But to you that is just too much to ask.
I know that you will never read this poem,
And for that I am actually glad.
Now can you just understand this for me,
I'm so desperately in love with you.
♠ ♠ ♠
I'm studying poetry in my English class right now and we had to write our own iambic pentameter (sonnet) poem. At first, I dreaded it, but then I sat down and came up with this. I'd like some feedback.(: