Our bodies are vessels.
Like a cup full of water,
One mistake and we tip.
Over the edge the water flows out.
Either in small droplets,
Or in waves of water.
One wrong move
And everything spills out.
Lies, truths, emotions.
Everything.
But if we have a lid on our cup,
All our lies and truths are protected.
That's why I hide how I feel.
Because one wrong word,
And everything will spill.
-someone who's on the edge of spilling.
