things I could never articulate

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so tired of explaining myself,
now my lips don't dare to utter a word,
for if they fail to understand like they always have,
there'll be only more trouble..

i need a listener, someone like me,
i need a hug,
a warm one like the one the pillow gives me when I cry myself to sleep while i hug it
except it doesn't say anything back,..

i need to scream, shout take all of this out,
I've been suffocating it for way too long,
trapped inside it's making its own way out,
Like the way my temper goes up so fast,
i wanna punch, sometimes myself
for maybe I'm worthless?

the dark clouds resonate sm to my thoughts,
I want to pour all that suffocated shit out of myself,
i will under these clouds,
cuz while i cry there noone would know,
just like until noone has known,
but those clouds, they'll hear me screaming,
they'll hear things I could never articulate,
the things I never spoke but they've kept hurting

S.G

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