I am so close to breaking down,
How do I express what I feel,
When I don't even know what it is?
My mind is filled with thoughts,
Desperately needing someone to talk to.

But we both know you wouldn't talk,
Yes, you, the organ my rib protects,
Sometimes I wonder why you need protection,
You seem okay keeping it all inside,
Even the pain you feel.

The fear of betrayal stops you from opening up,
Even if I...