Sometimes I feel like a fish in a tank that’s running out of water.
Yes, I’m half Chinese,
but no,
I don’t speak it.
My parents always wonder why I don’t open up,
but I never show my true feelings.
They think I’m mean,
I really just get annoyed very easily.
My emotions are bottled up,
like a message in a bottle,
drifting in the never-ending sea,
waiting for someone to find it and open it up.
I’m scared that my words will hurt my loved ones.
I’m may seem ungrateful,
but I’m really just scared to let people know I need them.
I need them,
I need him,
I need me.
Me, only I can save myself from drowning.
I may seem emotionless,
but I’m scared that I will get hurt again.
But I love him,
and I love them,
and I love me.