I love her,
We are getting distant though.
Can we get it back to how things were?
Or should we just go with the flow?
After all I'm just that lame cashier,
That is weird and looks like a hoe.
I shall not show them that tear,
I'm just their little freak show.

I am sick,
Don't worry I am fine.
This all seems like a deadly trick,
Just tell me some sort of sign.
Be quick,
I'm running out of time.

I apologize,
I don't want to leave.
No one hears my painful cries,
Please don't grieve.
Look into my eyes,
And don't pull down that long sleeve.
This will take many tries,
For me to achieve.