Anger, sorrow, loneliness, depression...

These are the things I feel under pressure

The feelings, they yearn...

To scream, jump, and fly

But not a sound can come out

Not mattr how hard I try

When people are around

I have to keep it all bottled up

I have to keep it bottled up

And hope that its enough

But when I am alone...

I can't make myself tear up

I'm just an empty cup...

I can't scream, I can't cry

I can't shout, I can't fight

Not without showing that I am not alright

Not without revealing why I cannot sleep at night

Not without proving that I cannot handle life...