Banal courtesy.

When you stood up in there,
It was like watching you speak.
Trying to scream,
to make us understand,
a flawful idea swimming beneath an inner you.
Vertebras breaking and clacking,
scientific methods, and neurons trying to send messages that wont come out,
a little sparkle to chain.

Baby you don't have to worry,
cause I'm not talking about you... it's someone else,
the one that I haven't met.

Close your eyes for a moment
and dispel all of your thoughts and beliefs.
I don't pretend for you to separate from yourself,
it's a little portion of clarity to hold.

Try something new, something that you would be scared of, because that's a part that you haven't develop... and emotions and reactions would be like virgins in love.
Some sort of ectasis, as far as now; the state of being stretched beyond normal dimensions.
You got nothing to lose, and of course, you can say no... but what the hell, when are you gonna see me again?