Holding in

You judge me for the world around me, Your views so provincial to see, Because there's so much violence in my life, You bisect me with that same knife, I am but a mere child hiding , While the world around me just keeps on fighting, I am but the worlds container of emotion and pain, I keep it all in ; making me insane, All that I've witness burns inside, However never to be released; inside it dies, When I'm alone I cry my burning tears, Perhaps to let go of the past or all my fears, It is said that one day I will explode, Even so I think I will still hold , My problems will die, And one day so will I.