It hangs over me like a cloud
The words I know I should say
It would be so easy
They play in my head like a mantra
They sit right below the surface
Desperate to burst from my lips
But I keep them sealed
These words are dangerous
These feelings must remain captive
One day I'll explode for sure
But this is not the time it seems
Home is not the place to speak your mind
Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 9:59 AM UTC
It hangs over me like a cloud
The words I know I should say
It would be so easy
They play in my head like a mantra
They sit right below the surface
Desperate to burst from my lips
But I keep them sealed
These words are dangerous
These feelings must remain captive
One day I'll explode for sure
But this is not the time it seems
Home is not the place to speak your mind
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