I dangle some toys to distract the pain
That often darkly plagues my brain
To keep me distracted - to ignore the signs
When I should be reading between the lines
Bottling up my problems, I put them high on the shelf
I never open up to help
For years I've acted in this way, it's become a deadly habit
A constant race 'tween heart and mind - the tortoise and the rabbit
Though fairy tales see unlikely winners, I fear this is not the case
Time after time, and without surprise, the rabbit wins the race,
Now I'm trapped in this vicious cycle with no clear end in sight
Before it's even started, I feel like I've been defeated in my fight
Unsure of how to escape, the circle keeps on turning
I feel frustration grow within me, an angry fire burning
Like something I can't control
I feel it burning within my soul
And like harshest liquor that burns your mouth
I keep it bottled up on my shelf