Colours, Lights And Vocal Points

I’m so scared to talk to you!
I can’t get over all my clues…
Yet you never seem to notice me, but I notice you!
I notice how you smile and how infectiously you laugh…
It makes me want to be closer to you some days it almost draws a gasp.

I try to find the ways to talk to you, but words clog in my throat.
People often seem to think it’s all just a big joke!
They all torment and tease me, and it really doesn’t please me!
I want you to just see me; I want them to just let me be!
They try to force me to talk to you.
They say it’s really easy, to be honest that’s probably true.

But I’m not your average girl; my mind is just a pretty swirl.
Of colours, lights and vocal points.
I’ve never ever been so shy before.
And again I’m digressing more and more.
You’re the reason I am writing this!
You’re the reason for this strange bliss!

People say I’m in love with you.
But to be honest that can’t possibly be true.
To love you would mean to have a friendship…
And that is something that comes with time.
But time is of the essence and I’m sick of all this rhyme.