I really don’t wanna scare you
I wanna speak my mind without being compared to
Before I sleep, i see you.
Not because i want to
But i’m impressed by you.

I admire your being
For some reason i can’t come to believing
That i’m good enough for especially you
You got options and shit like that
You’re the only one I see myself seeing

I feel good expressing in art
I feel at home, and i can be myself
I’m not even embarassed to fart teehee.

Time to get serious.

I’m scared by you.
The fact that you control a piece of me at times that not many people get to.
How can I not smile?
When i look at yours i’m wishing that I can get one of those from you, but just for me.

Is that selfish, hell yeah it is.
This used to be so much easier as a kid.

You see i wanna draw you
Stare deep into every piece of you

From the swirls in your hair
To the color of your nail polish
I wanna at least start but that’s kinda weird
Because I can probably draw it from closing my eyes and using my limited knowledge

It freaks me out, even as i’m typing this.
But I gotta write it down, i might as well make it public

I’ve been so scared of people’s judgement.
Life is hard but I gotta face it.
So I guess this is step one, to getting my so called feelings out
But i prolly won’t go through with it, i’ll prolly pussy out.

I don’t mean that in a condescending way, i apologize if it was
But at the same time my mind jumps from subject to subject and by the time I get my shit straight i start thinking of what should of.

I know that’s grammtically incorrect but it sounded good in my head
You see how my brain works, jumps and analyzes what I just did, when i should be thinking what next instead.

Well what’s next is you, maybe me.
But I don’t need it all, we’ll laugh and you’ll smile
And that’s all I really need.