Thoughts racing, heart chasing. You're mad, I'm sad. Can't stop shaking, there's no faking When I see you in the halls, I stall, hide behind a pillar, a friend, anything Just to avoid the awkward eye contact. I'm not good at confrontations, at the mere thought of it I flee.. You might think I'm crazy or immature, But when you told me to stop talking to you my mind went a blur.. My friends say you're overreacting, over something so small. I fear you'll dump me, leaving me lonely.. I'm so sorry.. Please forgive me?