words come so easy,
when communicating with you,
how do I act when i'm standing before you?
sometimes, I feel affinity with your wreckless ways,
mistakes I make wondering if you'll catch on,
how I worry i'd displease you,
notions I may invent,
to find you reaching out for me,
insinuate what thoughts lay poisoning my mind,
you crept up on me unexpectedly,
discerning the rules you'd bend for me.