As he tried to speak his mind, his voice broke.
No one would listen to him because all he did was choke.
Choke from the fear of being embarrassed by whatever he would have said.
He wishes he would’ve just ran away and fled.
Flee far away into a new realm.
A new place where he won’t be overwhelmed.
But he’s stuck with the people that won’t allow him to talk.
They talk over him and show him no care, so he just goes on long thoughtful walks.
His dark thoughts will be forever locked up inside.
There’s no way in hell, the door to his mind will opened up wide
Dealing with his demons alone is what he will have to do.
It’s just what his frail self will have to go through.
Itarow Krähe 