Stiekem mis ik je

Your sweet talk makes me gag,
The husky voice that tries to pursuade me does all sorts of things to me,
Except for, I think, what it should.
You say you love me and I've told you many times before, I don't.

I thought I missed you, hell, I was wrong.
One thing you both, heck, maybe you all have in common:
You make me feel unsafe, scared. I can't shake the feeling you want something from me. I feel cornered.
Although the idea of people liking me is very flattering, I can't handle it at certain times.

We owe each other nothing  and yet I feel like I do. I feel rude ignoring you, or telling you to stop. And yet you don't listen. I even almost punched you in the face but I put it off as a joke, because i don't know what I would've done else.

Scared little me is back to play. Such fun