Yes, I may seem petty, but I care deeply about the little and unnoticed,
I invest in the seemingly insignificant, the easily dismissed,
Perhaps I purposefully embrace a childlike joy, seeking genuine reactions,
Yet beneath it all, I hold a mature and thoughtful demeanor,
Maybe you're right, maybe I'm wrong, but can you ease my sensitivity?
Can you help me quiet the overthinking that plagues me, without even realizing it?
Can you become my peace, my solace, without fracturing me further?
Can you paint a smile on my face, sincere and untroubled by doubt?
Can you love me as...