To talking I resign
Everytime
I like to vent this way
Say what's on my mind
Don't need any extra grief
I breathe
Tired of explaining my troubles and pains
Reminding myself to keep it all in a bubble
But bubbles pop
I worry I'll spill too much
So from touchy subjects I'll stay away
Another silent day
If I do speak it's all joke and play
Sipping my tea
Cold, iced and sweet
***** to be me
I have only become a fool to you
No one knows about how the bandaids can't be peeled, the scars or the holes
When I'm moody, they leave me alone
I always forget
I only exist when they need entertainment