Scared and hopeless
He’s angry about something stupid.
He’s shouting and the walls are surrounding me
And I’m getting smaller and smaller
I’m feeling weird and my stomach kind of hurts
It’s a feeling I felt before
I’m getting scared
I’m to scared to move myself
because every move I will make, he get irritate
Every move makes it only worse
I’m getting a feeling I need to say something but there’s nothing coming out of my mouth
I’m to scared to make any sound
Anything I will say makes it only worse
I’m getting sad but my face wouldn’t move
I’m even to scared to give myself a face
Because every face I will take makes it only worse
I’m feeling hopeless and scared
Will his lack of self control ever end?
I fear is never ending…
(misschien zitte er nog wat engelse fouten in enz? maargoed daar gaat et ff nie om;) )