After So Long In My Plight To Gain Acceptance About My Anxiety, I Have Always Wondered If The Birds Where Ever Speaking To Me, I Am Starting To Be Lost In My Own Actions, I Know It To Be True In Some Context That The Person That I Was Persuing Was Also Persuing Me, But Never Meeting In The Middle. Being In Haste I Know I Should Be Around Her, But With The Deeds Of Before I Am Not Knowing Where I Stand, Even Though I Dream Of Her Now And Then My Heart Is Nearly Given Up. As Has She,
I Know I Can Not Look At Another Until I Find A Cure, Needing Information From Her Lips And Eyes,
I am a Transparent On Being Of Two Minds, Some Of Which I Have Grown Accustomed To Being Alone, And Other Trying To Reach Out, But I Have Never Really Lived A Life That Was Filled With Love, Only From the Parents I Had,
I Hope I Have Not Hurt Her In Any Way, Emotionally, I Did Not Mean To Make This A Source For Revenge Hatred As I Had Bottled A lot Of My Feelings Up For Soo Long,
I Say With All Envy I Am Cursed, Listening To Birds In My Neighbourhood For All Time, They Are Starting To Die Down But Always Come Back.
