The Storm Inside
Nobody to trust, nowhere to turn
I am not sure if anyone around me realizes how suffocating it is
To not be able to share your feelings for fear of broken secrecy or dissaproval
Everytime i take a deep breathe in, it feels like I am inhaling glass
Those around me whisper quietly, the facade of friendship slowly cracking
Told I am horrible at secrecy, yet it is only my secrets that continue to spill
going over the pot, everyone else's is sitting contently
What is this? The irony of your words leave a bitter taste on my mouth
Wondering why strangers are heavily leaned on for support, when that is my only means of true privacy and comfort.
Feeling safe and comfortable that night
That morning, heavy regret sits on my gut
My shoulders feel like a thousand pounds when i hear the words
What did i ever do? To deserve the hatred placed at my doorstep
Was I not a good guiding figure? Was i not a holder of secrets?
Am i not allowed to feel anger without fearing total abadonment due to my feelings.
The people I am supposed to feel closest too, hurt me without a second thought
I put so much thought into my words and actions, as to not receive mistreatment
yet they throw such hurtful words so easily, throwing away my worth