Poems

My Man

What's wrong with me?
I love him even tho he don't know me.
He's at the stage,
And I'm at the crowd screaming "Love yah babe"

Hoping he'll hear my voice,
But he can't because there are millions of us screaming and making noise.
I shouted "I love you baby bun"
He replied "I love my fans"

Everyday, I'm sending him sweet messages.
Eat healthy foods, and get enough of sleep I suggest.
I never forget to tell him goodnight,
And to do what he think is right.

I want him to hug me when it rains,
Because he is the only guy that keeps on running in my brain,
But in his head there are millions of us.
Will he ever know I exist? I asked.

I am thinking of him today,
And he also thinks of us everyday.
He's my man,
And I'm his fan.