a certain feeling is emerging.
my teeth grind
my mind seems fine.
I don’t like it.
I want to shout, I want to scream,
I want to fight, I want to blow steam
I’m uncomfortable
My eyes have been dammed for too long
I must cry, I must feel
I must share, I must reveal
I am hindered
There's a certain taste my tongue desires.
no amount of salt or sugar
will satisfy.
I don't know, but
I want out. I feel
I have no say or power to do,
But the reality is I "Do"
Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 9:37 PM UTC
a certain feeling is emerging.
my teeth grind
my mind seems fine.
I don’t like it.
I want to shout, I want to scream,
I want to fight, I want to blow steam
I’m uncomfortable
My eyes have been dammed for too long
I must cry, I must feel
I must share, I must reveal
I am hindered
There's a certain taste my tongue desires.
no amount of salt or sugar
will satisfy.
I don't know, but
I want out. I feel
I have no say or power to do,
But the reality is I "Do"
