Ardent and Outspoken
by Constantine, age 17.. *claps claps*

Perhaps your games are
a little too much,
And wicked glances
drive shards into your
emotions – confused and befuddled as they
are.

Gregarious as your nature
is, it blinds you to
your losing battle
where you tread unawares
between hopeful and
Hopeless.

While you recite words like
from a book, your actions
speak more heavily.
And hoodwinked by sheer undaunted
character,
You distance yourself from

Me – another pawn in your
worn out game –
my emotions are a well used
and discarded blanket –
remembering the days when
I warmed you

And I had more than
fraying edges to remind me
of your ardent and outspoken
Desire.