I just feel like writing something so... Yeah.

A few days few hours and then some
Fretting wondering worrying
Have i crossed the boundaries
Have i gone too far

I am but a simple person
simple needs and simple wants
And yet sometimes things become obscure
As i reach for the moon

I can't help but feel as though i am being manipulated
By those that understand me more than i do myself
Insecurity due to irrationality
Or am i just being too much of a introvert

Heart hung on a string
Attached to my sleeve
Emotions visible to all
Keeping it to myself like precious gems
Never one that was good at it

Vulnerable to sharp objects
To hurtful words and actions
And worst of all
To neglect by you

I do not ask for much
Just for you to be there
Through thick and thin i dare not ask
Just bless me with your assuring presence

They say that time will tell
But a whole new story it has spun
As i fall deeper into the plot
That has so deeply entwined me

Can rationalism ever be independent
Of feelings and emotion
Will being sensible
Cure all of the heartache

A simple question i ask of you
Who am i to you  ¶ 10:51 PM