A little birdie told me

everybody has a little birdie who gives all of their secrets away
lucky for me
I don't have a secret to keep
I'm as open as an unlocked door
The only thing I tend to hide
is how I'm feeling on the inside 
my mind feels crazy 
my brain feels hazy 
I feel like I'm constantly breaking 
but you wouldn't know that 
because I look like I don't care
I seem like nothing fazes me
but only because I'm too busy overthinking
to look like I'm worried 
or to show how I'm feeling
and I'm not ready to show you that I'm weak
that I'm vulnerable 
I know you think that I don't care
I do
I care a lot
about things that I shouldn't
but whose to say what matters and what doesn't
my feelings they aren't secret
they're merely just unspoken
but only because I wouldn't know what to say
the words escape my brain
so on my own 
I'll figure it out
until my bird finds a way 
to fly a way with all that I've been hiding