holding my breath
i can’t write anymore without feeing ashamed
kind of embarrassed of everything that i say
but not much around you
i think that you know how to listen and off your tongue rolls words
that pull my teeth into some kind of silly simper
didn’t even know i was smiling
and i’m embarrassed again.
when we talk i feel so fine, the other day i wanted to cry
because i haven’t felt calm in a long while.
people just make my head so wired, i’m always stressing
about what to say
but with you,
my words have a place to stay
and yours can stay here with me.