Again I see you
But it’s a little easier because there’s more people around
I can deal with it then
Because I can distract myself
But still, of course, there’s something lingering
Some sort of itching feeling
Gnawing at the glass case around my box of emotions
Threatening to let them out
I can’t ever let them out, right?
What would people think of me if I did?
Certainly I can’t
That would be too much of a risk
And I’ve never wanted to take risks when it comes to my feelings
But then again, I did with you
I guess I’ll never change