Bottle Things Up
Bottle Things Up By: Hannah Bubar
You have said a lot of things
That hurt me,
That make me cry and
Make my heart bleed;
Whatever you do or say
Can never make the pain go away;
I’m always hurt by those
Who share blood with me,
They don’t stay, but
They never leave,
For once in my life I’d
Like to be happy
And not just bottle
Things up and just smile;
I've dealt with pain for
A long while,
But now I'm ready for a
Journey that goes
For miles and miles.
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