Sitting in the corner of my bedroom
Holding back burning tears
Willing them to stay,
Along with the heavy chest
That won't get any lighter
And so they won't hear
I force myself to be silent.
No
No I'm not crying
I'm fine
I'm fine but the tears start falling
I look down to they can't see all of
The panic
The worry
The frustration
The fear
of messing up
Mar 19
Mar 19, 2026 at 10:55 PM UTC
Sitting in the corner of my bedroom
Holding back burning tears
Willing them to stay,
Along with the heavy chest
That won't get any lighter
And so they won't hear
I force myself to be silent.
No
No I'm not crying
I'm fine
I'm fine but the tears start falling
I look down to they can't see all of
The panic
The worry
The frustration
The fear
of messing up
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