Pitter-Patter

Doubts creep up,
Like anxiety's dreams...
And the flutter
Hits like
Pitter-patter in me.

And no, I don't
Quite know what it means,
Which is why it hits like pitter-patter in me.

I squeal like a crazed teen,
Girl talk,
As the patter hits me...
Restless shaking,
Too gone,
And no, I still haven't concluded
Just what it means.
Just what it means,
The pitter-patter in me.

Did I ruin something,
Or is it meant to be?
Restless,
And the pitter-patter pulls up In me...

Afraid I'm all ruins...
It'll be all ruins...
As the pitter-patter
Runs with
The crazed teen in me.

And what it means...
Oh what it means...
I fear all ruins..
Oh the fears in me.