Bottled up, suppressed
The lid barely contains it
Acid filling it to the top
Burning, burning

It's not their fault
My failure is my own
I cannot share it
I will not share it

Like poison it spreads
Threatening the peace
But I hold it back
Burning, burning

Blistering hands
My tongue is numb
Tears cloud my eyes
But I grasp it close

Burning, burning