Talk to the Hand

I speak more of actions...

I don't say much...

but I shout my pain...

Whatever the situation!

When adrenaline hits me...

and you broke my heart again.

and I look so silent ...

and any time I will explode...

I  punch my self to tell myself I'm alive...

and my mind doesn't respond ...

It does'nt respond to the stimuli it made...

it is crazy and I am just it's slave.

and in teary eyes I burnout...

where is the back door, I want out...

self preservation, what's the cut?!

I don't even need answers, what is that about?!