Do you get the feeling of being too overwhelmed by the sensations of many strong and conflicting emotions but you cannot let it out and it is consuming you, causing you to feel as if you're about to implode? Eventually bit by bit it builds a nest of habit inside of you, a deep labyrinthine of hidden words compounded till you feel compressed with every unsaid string of sentence inside until it all comes out, all your insides, hideous and brutal and an unsortable chaotic mess.
You feel too much, but you bottle it all up. You just can't share; every other sentence would be fuelled by some backdrop of sorrow envy, some element of you trying to get out for some notice; people would be sick of you.
