there's a ball of pain in my heart reaching all the way to my stomache
3 bars of chocolate were not enough to shush it
and i bit my lip so hard i can now hold parts of it in my hand but
what do i cry about? I couldn't even say
there's no way i could explain this self-pitious nightmarish makebelief
with problems that would probably dissapear if mentioned out loud but
no one to mention them to that would even remotely care and i
have no idea how i could end the (probably self-inflicted) agony if not with words sharing feelings
but the only fact i really shouldn't could not have to face is
the idea that i could make it all just dissapear if i was not
too freaking afraid to say how i feel