Brave

I have these eyes that only cry due to hatred, A sad emotion that was highlighted by the wrath that I had kept, Explosions accompanied by the agony of my silence, Rage that had gushed all out in one motion, And I was labeled sensitive for keeping it by myself until I could no more, I could only grieve for the anger that I had felt, And scream for all the sorrow that I couldn't express, The heat of my blues and hell of my distress, All of them was labeled invalid. If only I was brave enough, These tears would fall if they were tired of holding out, My cries would be heard if all I could feel is fear, And my anger would bring disaster with no escapes, If only I was brave. -Catherinenne Colors and Talks-