Just another Emo poem. |
Bottled up What good are dreams if they never last? What good is the prince after the story ends? So many questions rolling inside Anger that stays bottled up Until I break I strike out at those around me I don't think The stress is getting to me Bottled up until it snaps Hurting all I care about Making me cry I blame it all on you Not letting me breathe Telling me I'm beautiful Not seeing inside I was locked in a prison Of depression Now I stay inside Wanting to bust out Knowing when I do I'll have nothing to hide Pain Of knowing I'm afraid Afraid of what they think Knowing if they new the truth Afraid of being all alone I wanna run Anywhere but here You stole my soul with your anger Leaving this cold shell A weak version with nothing left The anger inside takes up the rest Until I snap I must break away Release the emotions boiling in me Leavind me left with only sorrow and doubt wishing the coward's death But knowing I'm no wimp I need to snap You blamed your problems on me Why don't you look in the mirror I stand back wondering how A man could be so immature To want to keep a person for himself Keeping her in a cage Anger bottled up waiting to explode Frustration the fuse waiting to let loose Fear the switch Not wanting to do more harm |