Mixed Signals Poem by Lauren Beasley

I know I'm not the one
I just wanna have some fun
A chance to have it all
Before we part in the fall

So let's give it a whirl
Make me a happy girl
So much I've never known
Never experienced on my own

So, stop leading me on
If the chance I had is gone
You send such mixed vibes
Should I send silence or send bribes

We're friends, of course, no doubt
But the level is what I wonder about
Are you asking for my hand
Or seeking a friend - high in demand

My desperation is great
I fear I'll screw up our fate
Longing for more than what's meant
'Stead of the friendship on which we're bent

Still look at me the same
And smile when you say my name
But know when that smile hits your face
You're the reason my heart starts to race

In my head I've perfected
And the scenes I've directed
But in real life I struggle
Cause your heart I can't smuggle

So make up your mind now or tomorrow
End my self doubt, end my self sorrow
All I ask is you give me a chance
So come April 11, in your arms I can dance