Just Talk

I want to tell you, 

believe me, 

I really do.

 

But I can't bring myself to. 

 

You see, it hurts you when you know. 

So I hide it from you, 

from everyone. 

 

And then you find out. 

 

And it hurts you more. 

 

And I know it does,

and I know that I should start talking. 

But 

every time I think,

"What if this time they

won't find out?"

 

I think I can keep it 

under control. 

 

But

Can't.

But 

I'll

Keep

Trying.

 

You see, 

I don't know how to

stop

destroying everyone

around me.

And myself. 

 

You think it doesn't hurt me,

that I prefer it this way,

but I don't.

 

It's just,

I don't know. . . 

 

                                           I don't know how to

                                                 Just Talk.  

This poem is about: 
Me

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