Unhinged

I am what people would call an avoidant individual

Rather bypass the drama to keep anger in check, Tis' my ritual

Afraid of my actions leaving a permanent scar,I would rather live in the virtual

Price I have to pay, irrespective of how it may be self-detrimental

For the longest time, I have yearned to be understood

Yearned to be read and comprehended like a favourite book

Penelope , found comfort in being attached to the walls of ballroom halls

Compensated, because my initial reaction is somewhere in my mind,locked

But I have to realise no one would look out for me ,more than i will

Caring about my public image has made me the table cloth on which everything spills

There is an instability in my emotions, and it is piling up every day

Apologies to whomever gets the brunt of it when it eventually sprays

Grace knows my address only when I am the one to give it

When I need it, she can't find me like hidden meanings in an NF lyric

My therapist lied to me when she said opening up would solve my issues

Too many cooks in this kitchen, and I am left alone to do the dishes