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Expressing my feelings is not easy to me

I keep it bottled in, sealed shut as to not break free

I let it erupt inside of me like a volcanic eruption

Ripping and tearing doing its destruction

Until I choke on it

Forced to open my mouth wide

And their it goes exploding out of me

Into the world like a red lava sea

I can not take back the words I said

and now everyone I know prefers me dead

Or thats what I think by the looks on their faces

As they walk back and forth, angry in paces

Why couldn't you tell me before? They scream

Hands in the air to my face they lean

Their whispers cutting me like a knife to my veins

The way you feel inside you should be ashamed

I look into their eyes hoping they can see

Ive been ashamed all along because I know Ill never be free

I cant rid these emotions or let anyone know

Ill wait patiently for it to fade like snow

and then no one will ever know

And so it goes

like the cycle of life

my emotions cutting me deeper than a knife