A beat.

A thump.

A knocking on my chest.

Every touch and feeling is overwhelming and thrilling.

My heart beats fast, losing a pace, losing a rhythm.

It's out of control, it's a rush.

But i am afraid.

I am afraid that I won't be enough.

I'm afraid that I'm not like the other girls, I don't do those things, does that matter to you?

I'm afraid my thinking will make me shake even more, besides the ones I get when you stare at me with that smile.

I can hardly look at you without wanting to hide, because I want to know if it's true?

Is it too good to be true? Is it?

All these second thoughts.

I will not let them interfere.. I will not let them interfere..

Repeat. Tap that rhythm.

The voices should leave, I'll should be happy.

But people are making me anxious, your fast pace is making me anxious.

I'm afraid, though.

I'm afraid to tell you to take your time because I know how you are.

I'm not like the other girls.

The rhythm of this song is a slow pace for me, not fast like most.

Don't let the thoughts consume the best of you.

Don't let others consu-

Please.. in this time my mind is shaking and I don't want anything to be different.

I want the rhythm to stay.

Just because an extra beat came, don't let that make it change.

It the beat isn't right it'll find it's way.

A beat.

A thump.

A knocking on my chest.

A new beginning awaits.