inner feeling

It is in the valley of misery that we dwelleth to hide our emotions from the blazing critique words of tis bleek world we fear being criticized tis deep feeling of fear that lives in the deepest abode of our saddened hearts bars us from expressing emotions our emotions are like concrete when they dry inside things become hard our emotions are like art work but few wanna see them many wanna burn them we die from inside our flesh and bones are but our souls gone they are outside alive dead inside the gel of our tongues can't jot down the lines of our inner grief and pain- our wooden hearts are thus furnaced down by haters'words please don't judge us we know we ain't righteous the way you think you are please set us free from your negative bondage and positivity you embress