Makes Us Stronger Poem by Lady N

I heard keeping things in, isn't the best thing to do,
It could corrupt you mentally, and eventually destroy you,
But how do you unbottle, unbottle the secrets that you hide? ,
When you have no one you can tell, or anyone to confide,
Some people hold it in, for numerous amounts of years,
Other chooses self-pity, and cry a thousand pointless tears,
Some people write about it, as a way to cope with the pain,
While others seek help, as a way they can regain,
Regain their pride and strength, or a need of any kind,
Others choose to ignore it, so to the pain they can be blind,
Some people turn to cutting, the blade eases it all,
That blade is what defines, the lost girl without a cause,
Some people talk about it, release the pain, clear the air,
Others drink it all away, only to find that it’s still there,
Many take it out on others; punish them for the deed,
Others inflict pain on themselves, because off the pain they feed,
Some people turn to suicide, finally a way to escape it all,
Now we'll never see that girl again, the lost girl without a cause,
You see there's many ways to handle it, lots of ways to cope,
Lots of ways to find faith, when there is only little hope,
But me, I bottle it in, somewhere way deep inside,
Because I am my only friend, the only one I can confide,
Me, I keep it hidden, and I'll do it for much longer,
Because that that does not kill us, will only make us stronger,