Not one to spill
        ***** the cap on more tightly

Not one to share
       Close the books and bind it shut

Not one to show weakness
       A well of positivity must not dry out

Don't show, don't tell, toxic thoughts grow on delicate vines

It's fine. It's fine.

I will be ok. I'm ok.

A roundabout way to comfort myself. but it's the most I can do. as I watch a joyful conversation.

Will I be forgotten?
If I say nothing will I never be noticed?
Am I truly valued among these people?

Stupid, silly, baseless thoughts. I know it's not true. I know that's what they think. but I can't help it.

These thoughts fester and bloom.
Over and over and over again.