A bad poem

I'm gonna write a bad poem for you
So you can see how I feel
But it will be filled with poor word choice
pseudo-cryptic rantings and cliches
So that you won't understand
What I'm trying to say.

Oh my dear
I wish I could sing out
Under the night sky
And hold your hand til daylight
We could stare
into each others eyes,
mouthing the words
But this life is as short
as a breath
We are cornered like animals
by death
So my dear, you will never understand
You will never realize
that I am so confused
I will never be able to say
how much I love you

Then I will publish the poem
so everyone can read it
They will all see how I feel so pathetic
Like a sixteen-year-old boy