a certain feeling is emerging
Grinding of my teeth
Nails to chalkboard
I dont like it.
I want to shout, I want to scream,
I want to fight, I want to blow steam
My eyes have been dammed for too long
I must cry, I must feel
I must share, I must reveal
I am hindered
Theres a certain ******* tongue desires
and no amount of candy or soda
will satisfy.
I don't know, but
I want out. I feel
I have no say or power to do,
But the reality is I "Do"