Mom, when will you understand
I always tell you not to touch
me. Yet, you poke me and graze my arm.
You think I'm being mean and that I dont like you. Mom,
I'll hug you any time
But, being touched drives me insane. It doesn't matter who,
I tell my friends the same
Please try to understand my haphephobia
nmf/fmq just really liked it :)