Sometimes it’s better to shut up; sometimes it’s not a choice, you have to hold, to keep all your thoughts inside.
Maybe because it’s not worth to discuss; maybe because no one is willing to listen or just because the time is not right.
So, I hold on, I know that I’m in mistake in some way all the time,’cause I feel frustrated and angry and the words that are born from that are better never to be told.
It’s so hard to feel this need to be wanted so much, but … nevermind.