Let me scream, let me go hoarse,
these emotions want to rip out through my body.
Crossing sounds and smells, yellow light shining in my eyes
and people all around
expecting me to speak in a calm manner
and diligently do my job.
My brain is on fire,
my mind just clinging to the vaguest comprehension of what I’m doing.
Voices turn into a babble my ears cannot take,
but I’m bound by this uniformed chain
to fulfill my role
so I keep my meltdown locked within.
A struggle covered over with a smile
that is kept from bursting out
from the fear of how they’ll react if
they see it fully formed.
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