Always Holding Back

She can't dance
She breaks my
Dishes
She tells me I'm
Lazy
Because I type
Too slow
She never calls
But always
Comes over
While trying to
Convince me
That she's
Annoying
She makes me
Get her
Almost everything
I can't tell her
That I like
Her eyes
Or how her
Confidence
Makes me
Shy
I can't tell her
Lots of things
And I don't know
If she would care
For that matter
But I do know
That I'm happy
While she's
Around