fauxcroft

You scare me with your ups and downs

Your mood swings means your quiet and loud

Both to me are so menacing I can’t help but frown.

You worry me and how you are

Over excited and larger than large

But then unexpectedly I see you head in hands I hear you weep

And questioning your very existence

That worrys me, I see you bleed

Outwardly emotionally

And it truly worries me.