Eating Emotions

If I open my emotions up, just a little bit, 
Just a small little crack in its door, 
I’m afraid each emotion I have ever had, 
Will flood the entire floor,

And it will keep on pouring, out from my mind, 
A deluge that will never slow,
An avalanche of all that I’ve ever felt, 
Of all I’ve ever hidden from show,

That’s why I think it’s safer to hide in here, 
Behind this wall of ache,
And never open up to deal with real, 
Just living a life of fake,

And walk with a smile, a twinkling eye, 
Where I’ve believed the words I’ve said,
In this emotional concrete box, 
Where I can stay emotionally dead.

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