Tearless

Keep yourself happy on the outside kill yourself on the in

Anxiety like crack killing your dreams

Bright red blood spilling out through the seams

Disappointed people destroying your spirit

Until instead of enjoying a social event you only fear it

I'm near it, my wits end

Bending me past breaking

Point to my disappointment

Appointment with a therapist

This is the latter of my life

Batter up

Swing and a miss

That leaves most people pissed

Wished I was a different guy

Why then I'd be fixed and proper

Respected and a topper

Stop her or him from laughing at me again

When I'm at my wits end

And I have nothing to defend

Myself from what is surely my last straw

Not being able to cry enough being my fatal flaw