No Room
So much emotional rage, yet not enough room on this page. Nah, don't get it wrong. I'm not mad at ya. Just sad it ain't me. No room to write everything I'm still feeling, yet don't have the words to fill it. Everyday I hide it, I try to conceal it. Sometimes I even forget. I look calm, but I'm twisted on the inside, torn up like a house in a tornado. Everything will be alright, you go on and keep living your life, but it's nights like tonight that make me feel how old I've grown. Need to get this weight off my chest, need to put the past to rest, take tonight as another test, keep on smiling and hope for the best. Love you. God Bless.