Scream

Sometimes I wish I could scream
I usually cry or go quiet
And I don't like to feel angry
         But the scream I want to release isn't angry
         It is very sad plagued even
         It is something I didn't even realize I was holding
                   Until I broke
                   Over a bumper sticker
                   Sitting in traffic sobbing because of someone else's bumper sticker
                             Those tears were ugly
                             And boy did I feel stupid
                             But in that moment I thought about you
                                       I had been trying my best not to
                                       But here you were in a Captain Spaulding bumper sticker
                                       And I remembered every detail of our favorite movie
                                                 And then was hit by the fact you aren't around to watch it
                                                 I bought the box set of the trilogy of films
                                                 But you had passed before the third installment
                                                           Maybe one day I'll find the courage to watch it