There are things I want to say but I can’t say them

My opinions are unshared

Burning behind my closed mouth

They want to be expresses

He does not control you

He has no say

He does not deserve the respect you are giving him

He broke that trust

Are u not angry

Upset?

Why do you listen? Why do you care?

You look at me as if I am cruel

But I am not

I am realistic

I see the truth

I want to say the truth

But I will not corrupt your memory of him

It’s not my place to do so

So I keep my ideas to myself

And I will walk away before I hurt you

My sweet innocent child

I will not be the one who will make you aware of your own denial.