I’m suffocating in all the restrictions
Six feet apart huh? Well how about six under with a triple layer mask on
The ground over top pulling
never pushing you out
You scream and scream but no one can hear you
because you're
six
feet
under
You don’t know who put you there
All you heard was someone eating a bat, or was it a fish? mushroom?
Who the hell knows
Not i
You're stuck there going nowhere but down
You're in the ocean but you don’t know which way is up
And you still have that damn mask on
Always the mask
never the people,
I’ve seen more masks than people
And when i do they whisper that
Don't worry it’ll be over soon
And
by soon i mean by the time
You are
25
People say there's nowhere to go but up
Lying evil privileged perfect people
There is nowhere to go but up right? Then why is it when i
Get up, I'm only pushed farther down? Down down Down
If only the numbers would do that
Nah they have no problem with that saying
Quite the opposite actually
They do up i go down down down
Teachers will say
Go ahead be alone with your thoughts maybe you’ll find something that wasn't there before
Oh i found something
i found different sides of me
One that wants to push everyone away never let anyone in
That wants to take the bottled up anger, frustration, on something anything
Who cares if that something happens to be yourself
It take all my effort to not let that one take over
To let that one take over would mean dying and coming back a
Monster
One who doesn't know reason, restraint or the word stop
That one is the grenade
More like an atomic bomb actually
One shift
one plug pulled
One button pushed one too many times
And BOOM
One of my sides is even worse than that one
This one just wants to give up
This one just wants to get out of this
This one just wants to be heard
To stop being told that your tone of voice is “rude”
Or not very nice
Who cares my tone of voice is “rude”
I speak the truth
You know something is the truth when it hurts
When it’s so full of passion that it can't be contained
This voice just wants to be heard
When it's ignored it sinks deeper and deeper into despair
What's the point of speaking if you’re an ant and everyone else is a giant
Even if you screamed and they lifted you up to their ear
you could never be heard
This voice can’t do anything and that just makes it fade
taking a piece of me with it
The last voice isn't a voice.
It’s a bottle
That bottle is full of all the voices and emotions that no one will listen to
They just shoved in there
Why? Because
NO
ONE
WILL
HEAR
THEM
Or if they do they don't care
Don’t care
Don’t care
Don’t care
They just don't care
Their words just rip into you
You try to explain how you feel but
they don't listen
Another emotion in the bottle
They don't have time
Another emotion in the bottle
Soon it will crack then it will break
I will have no control
I will crack then break
Bye bye
If only someone had listened to me
If only someone had told me that my opinion matters
If only someone had stopped telling me to
Stop being defensive
And listened
To me
Maybe
Just maybe
Things would
Have ended
differently