coolperson1904

all I can do is listen, I can't even speak. for whenever I'm around you, I feel my get knees weak. I feel as though I'll fall, but I don't really care. for if I fall in your arms, I'll know I belong there. but you don't feel the same; never have, never will. you aren't the one to blame, for this secret I'll never spill. then something hits me deep inside, a spark of pity falls. I feel so stupid, so immature, I wish I never met you at all. I shouldn't expect you to feel the same, my feelings you don't even know. then suddenly the pity fades, and my joy again begins to grow. I can't help but be happy again, my cheeks start to blush,

I stop, stare, and look around. I'm terrified of the quiet, but refuse to make a sound. My heart is beating, my confidence retreating, As I turn up to face the disaster I'm repeating. I walk slowly and softly, and make sure I don't quake, the last thing I want them to see is a shiver or shake. Everyone's judging me, I can see it in their eyes. I wish I could shock them; give them a surprise. Burst out in happiness, and play up the crowd; show them that I can be fun, that I can be loud. Of course it doesn't happen, I never pull through, and I wonder if my dreams will now ever be true. I just want to be happy, I want to fit in. But