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Too busy wrapped up in my head
I'm too busy
Wrapped up in my head
I can't see past my mistakes
I'm afraid
I'm too afraid
To tell you the truth
I can't find the words
Stuck in my heart
All my emotions
Stuck in my chest
Can't show, can't tell
even when you ask
I'm fine
yep, I have energy
don't worry about me
I'm good, it's cool
I'm too busy wrapped up in my head
to tell you I'm not
I lie instead
tell you I'm fine
I'm fine enough to ask about you
you don't need to care about me
when you do I feel bad
do I need this?
I'm too busy wrapped up in my head
it tells me I'm wrong
It's such a liar
But then, so am I
Lies and masks
it's all about that
and I see past
but only when I can't think about it
Freedom when I talk
and don't have to think
but thoughts always come
push to the brink
Help me, my mind has me wrapped in my head
can't escape; tied up
I'll say 'im good' instead
I've tried, you've tried
I
give
up
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I've sort of been struggling with showing my emotions, even sometimes I struggle with feeling them. I don't know why, and I guess it's something I have to live with. This poem kind of illustrates that. It wasn't really planned or thought out, and it doesn't rhyme or anything like a normal poem, but that's kind of what I like. I hate having to rhyme, it makes it seem less raw I guess.
You can interpret it any way you want, and I hope it helps you realize something about yourself.