Never Again

If I made a list
Of everything I despise
People would hate me
So that wouldn’t be wise

If I just told myself
About everything I hate
Overloading my mind with depression
Would be my fate

If I wrote on a napkin
Of everything that brings tears
I know my hand would break off
Because it would take many years

And if I were to just scream
Everything on my mind
I know people wouldn’t like it
And that isn’t very kind

So if it’s okay
I’d like to keep it to myself
I’ve made too many mistakes
To overwhelm another shelf