Thoughts Disturbed

I have to wonder sometimes,
do you think me stupid?
Feeding me your sweet words
as I give in,
falling deeply into a well.
Do me a favor and
don't play me like thee others.
You are dreamy
I can tell,
as I think about you all the time
and the doubts disturb
my fairy tale wonderland.
I'll admit I care
and I'm sorry for the rude awakening
of certain things I've said
or maybe you don't yet know
the things that swirl around my head.
I live moment to moment
enjoying the way I feel
and always around you
and everything stirs.
I'm sorry for the evil
that still dwells within my soul
for it disturbs my fairy tale wonderland.