sorry

confiding my feelings, you point it out indirectly, holding my breath, I'm looking at the ceiling. you ask why I look up, I'm merely hiding my tears, yet I tell a lie, thats not so rare. the way you keep paying attention to me, Im just afraid of you, you're aware, but unaware how strong my fear is. bottling my feelings, clenching my fist, looking up, and hoping to die. I'm sorry for being afraid of you.