Bottled
Like a balloon filled to burst, but expands helplessly The scream who's voice should grow hoarse, but won't The anger that should be outgrown, but is never released The storm that passes, but always returns The fire that consumes, but...
Like a balloon filled to burst, but expands helplessly The scream who's voice should grow hoarse, but won't The anger that should be outgrown, but is never released The storm that passes, but always returns The fire that consumes, but...