Yes it's
All the things we want that we don't need
All the things we think that we can't live without
Yes it's, all of those things that cause our hurt
Always wanting to say this I how I feel
Always wanting to show my feelings outside
Yes it's all bottled up inside and it hurts
How can I ever express myself
When will I not be so shy
Why can't I look right into those eyes
And say what I feel from inside
All so confusing when you can't say
All so very painful when that one's walking by
Yes it's holding on that holds in the hurt
Always frustrating to be so mute
Always frustrating to make feelings so blind
Yes it's all of those things that cause us hurt