Reticence

Why am I so paranoid I'm always thinking the worst is bound to come Thoughts I can't avoid I know that you love me Still think you're trying to f*ck me I know you're not vicious Still wonder if you're malicious My thoughts become devoid of reasoning and joy How did I become hesitant I used to be an open journal without redactions Now I'm so reticent You'll take all my stories Then later use them against me Don't know your intentions Still unsure what I should mention My mindset's evidence of trust impediments Be wary of those who give their love too quick They'll take it away just as swiftly The pedestal you're on's a trap door At your first mistake you'll crash through the floor