When I Will Stop Caring

My chest may be closed but my hearts an open door

Can't you see all of my feelings spilling out and pooling on
to the floor?

Everyone says I care way more than I should

But don't you know I would stop the flow if I could?

I constantly bleed worry, hope, happiness and pain

I try to stem the flow time and time again

I try to stuff the feelings back in but the hole tears and
becomes all the bigger

You would have a lot more luck trying to blowing my brains
out with a trigger