The Mind Is a Dangerous Place

Puppet

I have to be the strong one. This is why I can't show my emotions.

I can't scream, cry, kick, or fucking tell anyone. I want to be able to do those things but I can't.

They always tell me stuff I don't want to hear. Either it's my family, friends or just about themselves.

I don't want to hear it yet they keep talking. They see me as someone strong, someone they can depend on, a person who always smiles.

Guess what, I'm not that person and I never will be. I just want them all to leave me alone so I can rot in hell by myself.

It won't happen because the only feelings I have to them are: happiness, pity, and boredom. There is no depression, anxiety, schizophrenia, anger, hurt, or disappointment.

They will never see these things because of them I had build walls to protect my self. Walls that even now I cannot break.

Walls that are painted with rainbows and behind those rainbows are raindrops. Tears leaking behind an unremovable mask.

This is why I can no longer show you emotions.

I guess I have to thank you now because people think they can rely on me. So no more searching.

I am now your puppet.