Hiding Behind The Stitches

The Stitches that hold me together Are getting ready to break I’m not sure how much more I can take

Despair Everything I do is wrong How many more times will my life play this God awful song

The Ribbons That hold the tear Are straining under the weight they bear

I’m tired Of silently carrying this load My heart is going to explode

My Friends, My Family My feelings I don’t dare But here, with an unknown audience, I share

I know I shouldn’t Bottle the Pain and Hurt away I always think I’ll deal with it later, someday