You told me not to be “sensitive”
So here I am trying to deflect,
but I end up absorbing the pain of your words,
the intricacies of this world,
pretending not to care about what is said
and has happened.
I hold the tears in,
place a mask on my face,
and a lock on my lips
so that none would spill.
But now I feel numb
unaware of how I feel
and unable to cry.
Now, here you are
calling me emotionless.
I guess there was no in between;
either a heart of ocean
or a heart of stone.