I don’t know what comes over me but these feelings just start to grow inside of me.
Until I can’t bare to keep them inside anymore.
And so I vomit them out into an ugly mess.
It’s not a pretty sight, but once it’s out there is no going back.
I sit here wonder why I do this to myself or why I do this to others.
My words so naïve and innocent just trying to be expressed like there the victim in the end.
No clear evidence that my words would lead to anything but a mess that would be cleaned up.
But not before you hate me and become so disgusting, I’m blocked for life.
Your mind soon forgets me for the sake of your happiness.
Written By:Deirdre Stokes