Bottled up
It’s getting tight
Filled with mixed sentiments
Exuberance, vulnerability,
Strength, intimidation
Mostly anger
Welling up inside
Bottled up
To the brim
Full to bursting
Overwhelmed by
All that encircles me
The little things mean the most
Each little thing you say
Put downs and let downs
Saw them coming anyway
Everyone wants something
Giving me more to do
Bitten off more than I can chew
That choking feeling
Here it goes again
Bottled up
Now it pours
Straight out of my soul
Through my eyes
It’s been a while
Since I’ve cried
Now I can’t seem to put a cap on
What was
Bottled up