The Uncertain Fall

I must open up and honestly confess
All the doubt and all the stress,
In abnormal quantities, circling the nest
Of my mind.

While I consciously attempt to be my best,
To try and succeed in my heart forged quest,
This truly will be more than just a test
Of who's kind.

Those blissful blue crystals she has for eyes.
Her natural beauty far surpassing tides 
Of cake-faced sluts in their cliche hides,
Just so fake.

I really don't know and I can't explain why
But my feelings for her have started to rise,
Maybe too soon for the good of our lives.
A mistake?

Over persistence and too much haste
May push her away, for goodness sake;
It's always difficulty I happen to partake
In this match!

But what risk and compromise must I create
To ensure the achievement of the highest place
In this game that won't even hesitate
To collapse?

Or maybe if and when I finally relax
It'll ruin me like before, and I ain't going back
To square one of this plight, a total relapse;
This game is way too cruel...

A bold leap of faith is my plan of attack
But a stride of confidence is what I really lack. 
I can't analyse this mess as there are no clear facts.

It's an uncertain fall...