I am not sure of the way I walk
My voice scares me when I talk
You haven't listened and I have said too much
You are the alpha
But of the alphabet I have no ambition to learn
You are boring to read
Everything is drawn on your forehead
You live in the penthouse and I was born in a cave
Please I beg you not to be scared
I find your eyes captivating
And I would very much like
To hold you captive
Under my bed
