Bottled Up. Poem by Emily Reid

Bottled up
she's going to explode.
Trying not to let them fall,
or let emotion show.

Full of anger and sadness,
it's tearing her apart.
She tries not to show it,
but it's killing her heart.

She's hurting inside..
there's no one to talk to.
They say 'oh she's just a teen',
but they don't know what she's going through.

She tries to explain,
but they just don't understand
tears in her eyes
on the pillow they land

She goes to bed crying
and wakes up to a whole new day,
hoping it will be better,
but finds out it's all still the same