I Am Poetry

I Am

I am Annette 

I wonder why he like's my sister 

I hear his voice 

I see how stubborn he is 

I want him to like me 

I am the only one who like's him

I pretend to be carless sometimes 

I feel a sudden crush on him 

I touch his warm hands 

I worry that he still like's my sister 

I would cry if I felt he would not like me enough 

I am Annette

I understand his feelings 

I say that he should like me 

I dream about him 

I try to make him look at me 

I hope he will eventually like me 

I am Annette