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All the pain inside me, All the pain in the world, Hidden behind the smile, pushed behind the happy times It sits and grows and festers like a wound beneath my skin eating me away inside devouring me slowly, quickly Yet all the while I smile To hide the hurt inside from everyone else, from myself because I like it. Because I'm an emotional masochist. To frown is to hurt, to cry, to mourn. Keep it all inside deep inside where you can't see it. Where I can keep it. Because it's mine. Like a volcano, it builds up, it pushes through the surface but not an explosion, it oozes. The tears ooze. My release. My sweet release. I keep my library of sorrow and pain. Because I'm an emotional addict. I keep my sorrows because feeling is knowledge because I need these memories and these emotions to conjure feelings should I need or want them. Because I am an emotional pack-rat. But my pain is my own. It's mine to feel, to cry on, to mourn. It is mine and no one else's. |
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