anxiety makes me sick....
paranoia makes me scared...
the butterflies in my stomach...
remind me that you are there...
I dont know what to do...
Im sure my secret you already know...
But yet I want it hidden...
I want it to just be let go.
Because eventually it will subside...
And the butterflies will seize...
But until then I am sitting here...
unable to move...unable to breath....
just because you walked by.
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