The bathtub is like a mind
It fills up
When something bigger enters
When the tub overflows
Everything pours out
Just like feelings
Soon enough the overflowing stops
The drain takes the thoughts
And the water leaves
But is it forever?
We went up and down,
You made me seem like a clown.
I thought you cared about me,
But how could that ever be?
I thought you were beautiful,
And that was a lie as usual.
You are immature, childish, and mean,
And I don't understand why you made it seem.
You never deserved anything I did.
You made me feel like a kid.
You broke me,
But I cant let that be.
You brought me down.
But it was you who was the clown.
I can easily spill my heart on a page
But I can't tell you how my day went
My mother told me never to lie
So I cant answer with "Good!"
The truth won't ever come out
Because I don't share my thoughts
"If you don't have nothing nice to say, don't say it."
Is that saying about others or in general?
I can't tell people the negative things
It's not nice so I can't share it.