What have I done, The stress weighs at least a ton. Now that you know, I am afraid to show. I am afraid that you'll take what makes me smile, and I know you will take this for a while. You can not do this, or else I will sit around clueless. So please just don't, then I'll make sure that you know I won't. Trust me I am not proud, because I have learned that it just forms a crowd. Attention was not what I was looking for, I did this because of more. The emotion was taking over, and I had to find something to make it slower. Stop, don't shout, it only makes me pout. My reasoning makes sense, you just need to clean your glass lens. Our relationship has broken, and it won't be fixed if you use a token. I need you trust, something that is lust. Disappointment is what you see, when you look at me.