Don't Ask.

You're not supposed to have any idea what this is about... deal with it.

I don't know what to think.
I'm shaking.
Why am I shaking?
I feel sick.
I am sick.
I think my mind is sick...
Pleasant...
Strange.
So, so strange...
My cheek feels something that's not there...
Golden
Please don't laugh
Because that's the one thing I wish you wouldn't do.
I can't think straight.
Can't fill in simple bubbles...
Caught offguard
By feelings
I shouldn't... couldn't...
feel.
But here I am welcoming them.
What's wrong with me?