Unspoken

I am foolish
I am false
Jane Austen stuck in
A poison waltz

Behind a mask
Of pure distaste
But love should never go to waste

So do I give you my heart
Or leave it unbroken
By letting my love be
Forever unspoken

This poem is about a girl I liked but didnt know how to show it and I kinda was mean to her because I didn't know what else to do.