Change

i am really good at writing mean words that would hurt

if i said them, if i dared i would

let them slip my throat

stick them through your ribs at my will

i don't bare to speak of the anger that breeds in me

i don't bare to say that i love you and i want you and i hate you

i hate you now, now

but i am silent

hoping that you'll change

burning in my mouth

words that can't escape my tongue

clogging up my throat, withering my inside

so i am peeling off my skin

and pulling all my seams apart

i am doing all i can to keep my mouth from letting loose on you

i am silent

hoping that you'll change for me