"Abandon all ye...

who gets let in here" says my heart,
now hanging above his bed.

I hate when i'm weak.
When I go up to do something, and say something,
and I start stuttering, and get all sweaty,
and I dont have enough guts anymore,
to say what I was going to say.
I'm not good at face to face talking.
I get so weak, and then I see the vulnerable side of someone,
and I cant take advantage of that.
*sigh*
I wish I could muscle the strength.
I wish I could stop pushing people away.