What is this...

It's funny how that mask that is always on when I'm around everyone else vanishes when I talk to you...
And it's weird how those walls I built up for years just seem to crumble at the site of you...
Or what about how the barriers and shields I've collected and set up...
Can't seem to stop you from waltzing right into to my heart.

Can you please tell me...
Tell me the name of the spell you put me under...
Cause beautiful I can't get enough...
Of how free I feel when I'm with you.

What is you do that makes me feel sane...
When all the rest of the world just drives me closer to that edge...
What is about you that can pull out that one real smile I hide...
When all I seem to have left is this false smirk.

I have so many questions about why you make me feel the way I do...
And yet I know...
That for as long as I remain hidden from the rest of the world...
I won't be able to truly find out the answers to them.