I Have Some Questions

Do you hear my heart beat when you walk by?

Can you tell how hard it is for me to think of what to say next when you're around?

Are my cheeks red every time you talk to me?

Do you even have any idea what's going on inside me?

Do my eyes betray me?

I hope not.

Even if you can't see it, they can.

Most of them have been around me long enough to know how I can get...

But I care not about them.

I care about you