twisted staircase
much like my mess of a mind

are you sick of me yet?...

i don't know how you feel
about me
but i want to be myself
with you

i want to try

i don't know how you feel
about us
but i want to try
to know what it's
supposed to feel like

what is it supposed to feel like?...

this "healthy love"
they speak of
as they tell me
not to do this
not to say that
never to share this
and definitely not that...

because
that's how i'll lose you...

are you sick of me yet?

will you be soon?

will you be then?

will you ever be sick of me
and will you tell me if you are?...