Trapped Poem by Christina Kosemund

I don't even think I'm mad
At you, but, then again, should I be?
You haven't done anything horribly bad
So how mad can I possibly be?

Maybe I'm mad at myself
For loving you too much
Maybe I'm mad at the world
And the absence of your soft touch

Am I even mad at all?
The answer is so unclear
Is this love or is it disaster?
I refuse to shed a tear

I love you so much
I can hardly breathe
And I my soul
It's starting to squeeze

Squeeze in a good way?
You holding me tight?
I want to believe that
I don't want to fight

If love's a disease
Then I've got it bad
Be what I know you can be
Don't make me sad

Please don't be angry
With me, or the world
For pushing you away
I'm such a little girl

Lost and alone
That's how I feel
Don't leave me here
This feeling's so real

Don't make me beg
Because I know I would
Don't make me leave you
When I feel like I should

I can't control
These feeling I have
Please don't push me
Away to your past

I can't be mad
And I can't be sad
Somehow I'm still happy
Though I'm trapped inside