I think about you
    And it's weird
           I wish I could read into your thoughts
                And see if we're on the same wavelength
                      But with my luck, it all I'm sure falls short
                             Nothing but self-consciousness
                                    Because I'm me, and I always fall short
                                          I don't like the feelings, they make me feel weak
                                   Vulnerable
                                                                         Scared
                                                     Scattered
         The facade may crumble, exposing broken pieces and failing parts
                                          Oh, how I wish it would