Thoughts bottled up in my mind,
Nowhere for them to go.
So there they stay,
Building up,
Under the surface.
I want to let them out,
But where?
Who to?
Who would listen?
Find it hard to let myself go
And let them out
To anyone at all.
Sometimes it seems easier to keep them inside,
Save the trouble,
The misunderstanding.
But is this turmoil worth it?
If I don't let it out, feel like I'll explode.
But it's so hard.
I don't know what to do anymore.
