I know,
you're used to crowds,
and being all touchy-feeling
with best friends and strangers;
you're used to handing out kisses
by the mouthfuls, and laughing
so loudly that the whole world can hear.
But, I'm quiet and shy
and you just don't understand
how much fear rushes within me
when someone brushes my hand
or how much I just hate
being touched by a stranger;
walking through lifeless,
avoiding all danger...
You just don't understand how I feel.
We're worlds apart
and maybe you should just let go;
I'm not some girl you think you know
'cus I just can't let that be.
Think awhile, and start to love me
but never know who I am;
I'm just not the kind of girl who can
just give herself away.
Maybe another day,
you'll figure out just how I feel
and our hearts will heal
from this devestation of sorts;
nothing makes less sense than being afraid
of the very person I could never be
but I'm scared, and, I'm hopeless, and just stay away from me...
