the sound of my emotions

t e a b a g

"Sharing is caring", she whispers desperately in her heart

She spreads her flavorful thoughts around, hoping they'll start a spark

She wants to mean something memorable to every soul that crosses her doubt, so she enjoys working hard, and veering her innards out

She shares her loving filaments with an endeavoring society

Yet when her flavors wear thin she steals a glance around her quietly

Angst overwhelming every fiber of her being

She acknowledges that she only has so many flavors teeming

She wishes additional held the same tastebuds

So that tasting her flavors would make them crave 8 tons

Many distaste her love, preventively

Many leave her hanging high and dry

They throw away tea bags, once they are empty

And if only she could help but cry