I don't tell the world
about my feelings
or hopes or dreams
what does the world care
I don't tell the stars
my wants and worries
most are dead
before their light gets here
I don't cry my tears into a river
thinking it will make it into the sea
and if I did it wouldn't matter
it wouldn't remember me
Instead I have this bottle
buried deep inside my chest
I stuff it full of pain and anger
push it all away from me
and as this bottle grows in size
I feel a hole in me
I'll find a way to stuff it up
pretend perhaps it isn't there
and like the world I won't care