Not Knowing Poem by lily montes

i'm not sure
he's not my type
thats wat i think to myself when i see him
funny looking i say
but quesy and frantic when he comes by
hes wierd and fun just like a mix between me and my brother
still not sure
a little imature still alot of fun
not sure if hes serious
rushing things? not sure
if he liked me what would happen hes a year younger
not sure
but the way he looks at me when he thinks im not looking
not like my other crushes i don't stare
i dont freak, sometimes
dont get giddy or blush, dont smile like a joker
still not sure, or am i?
likes lots of things i like, hates somethings i hate
i can imgine a nice house us and small pitter patters of a little girl
not sure, tht im sure
but now i know