(Back when I was in grade 10, someone did like me but I wasn't sure how to deal with it as I was quite frustrated with my home life at the time.)

  I know you're there, I can feel your eyes on me,

  You feel you're in the right, but there's something you have to see.

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  I don't feel special, I don't feel kind,

  It's just kind stuck, stuck in my mind.

  So please lay back, back away from me,

  My feelings me be locked, unlocked with a key.

  So please understand, and give me some time,

  Then I won't feel guilty, as though I've done a crime.

  I don't want to hurt you, Don't give in,

  And maybe, later on, my sad face may turn to a grin.

  So just for now, lay back for some space,

  No reason to run, for love is no race.