I Keep Too Many Things to Myself
I have a really good strong feature bonded to my personality.
I am a human safe.
I will hear, listen, observe and experience the good, bad, scary and awesome.
But I never speak a word of nothing.
I observe every last detail, I'm very good at observing life and all inside this tumbling ball of emotion, pain and happyness.
But I never speak my mind about nothing.
It is like I'm a mute, never commenting on anything.
It has its bad side and maybe I suffer in silence, but I prefer it that way.
I have millions of words swimming in my mind, but by choice only a selected few will pass the gates of my mouth.
Mostly the positive ones, but the negative they are burried in my soul, burnt in my memory forever.
They will never pass the gate.
I keep it to myself, and sometimes I do really suffer,
But I never open the gate to nothing.
Observing in silence is a really big gift, I embrace it day by day.
I am a human safe.
I will hear, listen, observe and experience the good, bad, scary and awesome.
But I never speak a word of nothing.
I observe every last detail, I'm very good at observing life and all inside this tumbling ball of emotion, pain and happyness.
But I never speak my mind about nothing.
It is like I'm a mute, never commenting on anything.
It has its bad side and maybe I suffer in silence, but I prefer it that way.
I have millions of words swimming in my mind, but by choice only a selected few will pass the gates of my mouth.
Mostly the positive ones, but the negative they are burried in my soul, burnt in my memory forever.
They will never pass the gate.
I keep it to myself, and sometimes I do really suffer,
But I never open the gate to nothing.
Observing in silence is a really big gift, I embrace it day by day.