failed romance #3

i was just reaching out
for some touch of grace
a chance to redeem myself
and change my fate
there's so much happening
in a world of which
i have no knowledge
people accuse and cheat
me, of every mortal
beat of my chest
i writhe in agony
because of my breathlessness
my lips carry words
i cannot heed
there is so much anger
inside of me
can i tell whom i dream of?
am i a fool for asking?
why on earth do females
mock my infatuation?
i thought we were
a couple of sorts
but again it would seem
i am just deluding myself

- for even daring to pass a glance...