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I am very busy with things now 
don't think i'm doing something wrong 
I am doing the things I'm supposed to 
don't look at me 

please watch, i have things to do 
people to see and I don't do that, that would be wrong 

there are Times when I'm overwhelmed with busy, busy 
and want to know what could possibly be the point 
but mostly i'm happy and enjoy my life 

i'm happy 
i can't get him out of my head 
he's in my thoughts and heart 
and i just really am overwhelmed 
by the need to touch, touch his body 
close to his heart 
his arms wrapped around 

i want to grab his neck and press my body to his 
but not kiss, i don't think 
just look at him and stroke his face and cuddle him 
to look into his eyes and hear his voice and see his smile and smile back 
that large, heart-warming, the sun is shining and wind is blowing kind of happy 
it bubbles up and bubbles out. and i have it 
and i need it 
and i'm not sure how to say no to it 
should i even, if i had to? 
could i? 
is this wrong? this want for peace 
peace for my tortured, happy soul? 

isn't this life? why run 
to avoid hurt and pain to others? 
i do love them 
I do want to protect them 
I do want them happy 
but they want that for me as well, don't they? 

is there a line? 
is it blurred? 
maybe a gradient of appropriate grayness exists? 
how can i find where i belong? what shade of gray am I? 
how pallor my skin? is it even mine? how deep does it go? 
what stroke of gray hides the elusive balance of color? 
where will i find my perfect shade of happy gray?