you are
an emotional pack-rat
stuffing all of your feelings into the closet in the back bedroom

you are
living in the moment
'forgetting' to confess what you truly believe

you are
waiting for someone to ask you how you are
only to find you clash with yourself on what to say

you are
a blatant liar
deceiving perfectly, yet secretly hoping someone will see your lies

you are
mary, mary, quite contrary
your mind pulls one way but your heart defies logic

one day
those doors
on that closet
in that back bedroom
won't hold anymore
and on that day
you will burst.