I Want To Be Emotionally Strong
Im only angry because I dont want to cry.
Im only frustrated because I dont want to be infuriated.
Im only trying because I dont want to die.
Holding back my tears I am playing with emotional fist.
But I cant blame you that I feel like this.
Can I?
Stay strong.
Hold on.
It'll be okay.
So hard to take down your own advice when your senses seem to have ran out.
Where did they go?
Their...their gone?
Stay sane.
Stay you.
Dont think of anyone else.
But now I cant, yet I dont think I ever really could?
Because I am not strong. I am in the category labeled:
"Weakest of the weak"
"Angriest of the angry"
Etc, etc, etc. Hell, I am Etc!
The emotional roller coaster that will run you over if you sit on its tracks.
Oh no its not programed to stop on command.
It has to ride it out till the end.
Riding with you underneath, holding on, trying.
Or letting go, done with the twist and turns, the loops and high falls.
Done fighting to hold on...
Im sorry.
Here, I'll help wipe up the blood.
The blood under my wheels that damaged you along the tracks.
The same exact wheels that ran you over.
The ones that tore you in half!
Im sorry.
But sorry isnt a thing you can just hand out.
Sorry is a word.
Sorry carries sorrow, sorrow carries option.
Sorry carries: Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream that leads you to forgiveness or you to keep rowing down that stream looking for a place to get off the water.
Waiting for someone to welcome you ashore. Assure you that your stay will be plea sent. Not like all the other places or destinations you have spur of the moment stopped at.
In most cases you will keep rowing until your content because you are strong.
You are marked as:
Confident
Complete
Able
Willing
Level headed and well lead.
You are strong!
So now you see why I am angry.
So I dont cry.
Or why infuriation becomes frustration.
Or why I try because I know if I dont I will die.
Strong people know how to keep emotion under wrap.
They dont cry to the public or to their friends.
To themselves...Hm?
All I want it is to be strong.
Strong like you.
Im only frustrated because I dont want to be infuriated.
Im only trying because I dont want to die.
Holding back my tears I am playing with emotional fist.
But I cant blame you that I feel like this.
Can I?
Stay strong.
Hold on.
It'll be okay.
So hard to take down your own advice when your senses seem to have ran out.
Where did they go?
Their...their gone?
Stay sane.
Stay you.
Dont think of anyone else.
But now I cant, yet I dont think I ever really could?
Because I am not strong. I am in the category labeled:
"Weakest of the weak"
"Angriest of the angry"
Etc, etc, etc. Hell, I am Etc!
The emotional roller coaster that will run you over if you sit on its tracks.
Oh no its not programed to stop on command.
It has to ride it out till the end.
Riding with you underneath, holding on, trying.
Or letting go, done with the twist and turns, the loops and high falls.
Done fighting to hold on...
Im sorry.
Here, I'll help wipe up the blood.
The blood under my wheels that damaged you along the tracks.
The same exact wheels that ran you over.
The ones that tore you in half!
Im sorry.
But sorry isnt a thing you can just hand out.
Sorry is a word.
Sorry carries sorrow, sorrow carries option.
Sorry carries: Row, row, row your boat gently down the stream that leads you to forgiveness or you to keep rowing down that stream looking for a place to get off the water.
Waiting for someone to welcome you ashore. Assure you that your stay will be plea sent. Not like all the other places or destinations you have spur of the moment stopped at.
In most cases you will keep rowing until your content because you are strong.
You are marked as:
Confident
Complete
Able
Willing
Level headed and well lead.
You are strong!
So now you see why I am angry.
So I dont cry.
Or why infuriation becomes frustration.
Or why I try because I know if I dont I will die.
Strong people know how to keep emotion under wrap.
They dont cry to the public or to their friends.
To themselves...Hm?
All I want it is to be strong.
Strong like you.
22-25, F