Break©

Oh no I think I’m going to break
My hands are sweating
I’m starting to shake
I’ve held it in so long
I’m going to explode
I hate being in breakdown mode
Anything can trigger it
A simple yes or no
It doesn’t matter anyway
Because you’re about to see a show
My eyes light up
I start to cry
All I can do is ask myself, “Why?”
Why do I let myself get to this point?
To the point of no return
I squeeze my fist so tight my fingers start to burn
I got to be strong
Or else she’ll know she was wrong