Bottled Up

Am so good at hiding my feelings
To good at looking steady but erupting on the inside
Pain,anger,anxiety all bottled within
Sometimes they try to escape then I tighten the lid
Like gas trapped in a bottle, they press against the sides of my chest
My little demons, against my elastic heart
My little demons trying to cut through
It hurts but I manage to suppress them
There's just so much one can take
I'll erupt one day , but for now I'll remain BOTTLED UP