A how do I something and deal with something poem.

Invisible envasive you
everywhere i look you not there
but in my head
can't erase my super objective
can't replace it either i tried
with this portuguesse guy
he drank to much amstel and was too drunk to understand
a pity he had soulful eyes
bedroom eyes
but he never replied
i think you willed it
or maybe i did
because i don't know what i want
i halt at every crossroad and think of you
even when i refuse to
the cynic that i am
the girl who's mother always said "never trust a man"
i can't find a reason not trust you
maybe it's because i don't want to
i'm so tired of this i'm to cool to say what I mean game
my desire claws at my chest
how do i let you know what i feel
in case you slip away like so many other men
how do i let you understand you a real man
and even my mother would trust you.