Disturbed
Posted: Sat Apr 17, 2010 4:49 pm
Don’t stand so close you’re hurting me. Don’t stare so long, you’re scaring me. Speak softly, please, and carefully. You’ve never met a listener like me. Don’t laugh and giggle so loudly in back, you make my sweat burst right out. Speak to me and look me in the eye for only a second, then please occupy you’re attention somewhere else. Understand that your talking makes my blood rush and my heart race wildly; you’re sudden silence makes my bones chill and my hands shake just slightly. The longer I stand here the more tired I grow, and then my head will ache and the rest of my body will throb. So be gentle, be careful, be distant, and please have mercy and be brief. Understand my energy runs low and I have no reserves left in me. Keep pushing and soon I'll be offended. Keep pulling and soon you'll exhaust my stability. It's not your fault, it's my own. I lack certain abilities. Understand me and that I hurt easily, scare immediately, and am the very meaning of disturbed.