don't judge me

A longing
For what?
The feeling of belonging
Through my heart, it has cut

The knife of emotion
The dagger of truth
That's the craziest notion
That I am aloof

For calm
is what I am not
My palms
Are sweaty and hot

As I speak
I feel their mocking
The havoc they reek
The ship is rocking

So don't talk to me
Don't bother pretending
I am not what you see
My mind is not mending