here's the thing about me i take anything you say seriously every word you say i take to heart i hang onto every single part the syllables, syntax, and tone whether it's face to face or over the phone i'm so **** fragile my brain darts around quick and agile if i feel disapproval from you i shut down because i feel dumb and silly like a clown it's so stupid to cry over but i do so a lot despite me feeling lucky to have you, my four leaf clover
i don't want to say it because i'm afraid of letting my feelings show. most of everything i feel is insecurity. i know i'm loved and treasured, but sometimes... i know i don't always speak about interesting things, but they're interesting to me. and you aren't meaning to shut them down, but they're lame. what if they're part of me though? and who i want to be someday? are you going to be able to accept me, like i accept you?