don't ask questions you don't want me to answer.
you know me,
you know my intensity.
i can be brave
but i break easily.
don't ask questions for answers' you'll evade.
i'll never aim to please.
i aim to ease.
then don't expect me to be kind,
don't expect my empathy,
don't expect me to stay calm.
if there's a raging pressure against my chest every night,
and the lid came off when you reached out,
would you be surprised?
it's not charming,
it's not sweet.
but i'm not sweet and i'm not bitter
i'm just blood between teeth.
but right now everything itches
how a set of right words could send me spinning