Can you find the oxygen to breathe
When your smothering yourself with everyone else
Do you understand the complications
The trepidations I have with just being near you.
I'm so easily stressed, depressed, and scared
and giving up my space isn't something I could do
everything is nice, simple an plain.
Being near you is like being part of a neon sign.
all the colors are too bright, the music too loud.
I'm too dull, too soft. I'm not like you.
I could never be a part of you.
It's not because I don't love you
believe me darling I do
But something about me
can't connect with someone like you
I like to pretend sometimes
that I am a part of that bright neon sign
with all the loud colors and bright sounds
but even then I'm still too pastel.
But a girl can dream, at least I think
But in all my confusion I do know
That if I were braver, I would love you.