There is a man

The real problem is stress It makes such a mess But it is not the main one That keeps her heart torn There is a man She wants to give her hand But he belongs to another Leading her to close the shutters She remains sad And he has no clue Why she is mad Out of the blue They are best friends Who use to talk to no end But now they barely speak Nor eyes ever meet She remains hopeful That he will see His girl is not full Of what he thinks to be She dreams of the future That she hopes to have With her Handsome lad So much times has past She wonders all the while If he will want her at last Or if she's lost in the large pile He only ever sees her shield she always shows So he never knows Her conflicting emotions That always creates such a commotion That feels her head With many hopes and dreams But many times it seams Her fear gets to often fed That sometimes leaves her with much dread But time has passed again And she, too, will mend