Hush Heartbeat

And somewhere down this road
I was taught that it’s better
To
KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT.
I think I talked too much
Maybe I didn’t talk about the
right things.
Weird things, small things, little things
They excited me
Well, that’s so weird.
Sometimes they add up
And somewhere I learned it was better
To just
BE QUIET
Don’t let them
See you cry
Don’t put yourself in the middle
Don’t, don’t don’t don’t don’t don’t don’t
It all just bleeds together
What is wrong with me?
Everything
At least that’s what my mirror told me
So much easier to cover up
So I did.
Duct tape is nice when faking a smile
Duct tape is nice to keep your mouth shut
Duct tape is nice to hold yourself together
I’m not a never ending pit
All the words and emotions that I lost
Bubble to the top in preparation
For an explosion like Vesuvius
Make it safer, hurt less people
Volcanos don’t explode
When the lava can exit through scars in the earth
Duct tape is nice when it acts as a bandaid
It’s better when I’m quiet
I don’t have much worth saying anyways
Not what people want to hear
Why listen to…
I don’t even know what I have to say
Shut your mouth
Don’t cry
Don’t be in the middle
Don’t show them
Don’t say anything
Smile.
And then somewhere I felt my heart break
So much it just became a heartbeat

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