I feel weird.. Maybe a bit scared..
There are some things I would never tell.
But they wanna come out and I am confused.
Indecisive, helpless and I cant pretend.
I deny sometimes because it sucks.
But sometimes it is the best feeling to keep.
I love that feeling.. I love the butterflies..
I know I am hard but I have a kind heart.
I cant compare nor I can compensate
I cant stop that feeling, it is unfair..
Flowing, boiling and then melting down.
And it mingling with my thirsty soul.
Nothing can extinguish this flame at all.