The five letter word,
Said sarcastically,
As I show just the opposite of it,
Walking away,
Letting hips softly sway,
Ignoring the feelings bubbling up,
Grabbing a cup,
Coloring and drenching,
Watching colors stain the page,
Letting the water fade,
Seep through the paper,
Change the shape,
Bubbling in odd places,
Like my misplaced feelings,
Quietly reeling,
To a few people revealing,
A fraction of how I think,
Silently beginning to sink,
Into my mind,
Before distracting myself,
Putting everything on the shelf,
Drowning myself in the voices of strangers,
Removing dangers,
Left in the odd comfort of grown people,
Telling me things,
That remove any tiny stings.