I don't know how I feel about this one...I feel like it's incomplete somehow...
Feeling like I fit in
until I try to stand out
I am so many people
and I'm only ever one
or two at a tiime
which is fine
for a while
until i get restless
and those other mes
are aching to escape
so they rattle and roll
and swell and grow
until the pressure breaks
and releases the emotion
bottled inside
the things I didn't realize
I was trying to hide
until it was too late
and everything is
overwhelmed
with
shit
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