Grab my hand and you will see what pretty lights these flames will be.

Locked up
like a bomb waiting to explode
tic tok
it's growing like a tumor in my throat
everything to say
but no one to hear
they don't really care
it's becoming quite clear
close my eyes
bite my tongue
they wouldn't understand
they'd say I'm too young
stupid and naive
they wouldn't listen
let alone believe
time passes
they move on
but they don't know
that all along
I'm breaking down
I'm growing weak
don't make a sound
don't say a peep
'Cause if I do, then they ask a question they aren't ready to comprehend
so I lie
say I'm fine
and that's the end
I want to yell
I want to shout
but my voice faulters
and nothing gets out
my words daring to jump off the tip of my tongue
go back inside
I feel numb
with my thoughts compressed
can anyone see
this horrifying monster that I'm turning out to be?
Can anyone hear me?
Can anyone help?
Can anyone save me?
Or am I all by myself?
Locked up
like a bomb waiting to explode
tic tok
it's growing like a tumor in my throat.