In Mourning


In Mourning

An ongoing collection of the writings of Nick Benson.

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Confusing


I don't know exactly what to do,
Guess you can call it a dance:
Keeping myself within the bounds
Set forth, but unknown by myself.
How far is too far, how far is not far enough?
What can I do to show how I feel?
Continuing in my childish ways
And hoping you can see through it all.
I can't just say how I feel when I'm around you,
I can barely open my mouth to speak.
So please take these stupid hints
And show me if you feel the same,
This would make it much easier on me,
And I need all the help I can get;
After all, you aren't the only loser out there,
There's one sitting right here, dreaming.