A little too deep
A little too dark
A little too strong
A little too strange
A little too sudden
A little too slow
A little too fluttery
A little too aching
A little too intense
A little too nonsense
A little too great
A little too late

Oh how do I itchingly hate
Such a saccharine sour fate

Why must you step onto my plate?
Why can't you at least wait?
Why on my frail heart, you place such weight?
Why must you put me in such a state?
Why must you stand at my gate?
When you knew there'd never be a date?
When you're already another's mate?
Why couldn't you left my path clean and straight?
Why must my reason and sanity, you grate?
Why must you cause this pathetic prate?
Why must you be a little too late?
Why must I be a little too late?

5:50am, 14th January 2017

starting 2017...with a lame cheesy poem that feel like it doesn't even deserve to be called poem..ugh...i feel like i can't come up with creative juices lately...i hate when i write poems that don't rhyme...but i thought it'd be okay to do that once in awhile...but suddenly for the second stanza here...the rhyme wanted to come out so whatever....so since it's new year...are you guys gonna change attitude from