Shahana Jackson Poet I do not know?

Is It Really? (Obsession)

Is it really? Can you hear me through the glass window i'm looking through.
 I can't see you all I know is I want to be near you, Your all I think about, If they had 
a box of cereal with your name on the front I would buy it just to taste your flavor.
 Is it really? Did I just make a fool of me again... I swore this was finished the moment 
you walked off after graduation. But I keep eating, it's like i'm a Canabalist for your 
loving. Is it really? Raining in my heart every time I think of you. Boxes of candy, none 
of that bling bling I walk by the many fans of me and not even notice. But if you were to 
even call my name just whisper it I will go insane and maybe i'm stuck on your table and 
I can't get off. I watch as you eat, bring fine lobsters home and all the while I want to 
be your treat. I whisper in your ear my secret desires, you blow me away like the wind. 
Am I too expired for you liking? Is it really? I can't believe i'm still falling and 
maybe it should be beneath me to feel this way about someone who is constantly balling. 
But I want to play your game, in fact I would be fine sitting on the side lines not even 
getting a bounce. Just to be near you. My feet quiver and I feel unstable. Is it really? 
Don't come near me... I have to lose you or I will never be free. Is it really? Your gone 
and I can't stop thinking... I'll see you next life time or maybe eventually.

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