In my head the fear whispers
Some people are just too good to know
Wait your turn or let them go

I can’t 

To my skin it sends shivers,
Where are you? You’re missing out.
Useless, stabbing, loud self-doubt

I can’t stand it

Grasping onto conversation,
Feeling I want to know more.
But do they feel different than they did before?

I can’t stand it when we don’t connect.