Hear me out; I can’t speak a single word,

I reach out to you but forced to pull back before I do something worse.

I want to tell you everything and all my secrets,

But unspoken silence is my deafening curse.

I want to run but yet cannot,

I want to hold you close and never let go.

What can I do, what can I say?

Which way to turn, maybe I’ll never know.

All I want is the chance,

To tell you how I feel,

Just to reach out to you,

And let you know that this is real.

You see, this is my scar and I will hide it,

It is safer than you really think.

For these secrets hold my story and my past,

And hidden from view before you can blink.

My heart is fragile and rather simple,

But believe me when I say it does have a crack.

If you see me trying to say anything, please understand,

I have this ugly thing inside me that keeps me holding back.

I cannot explain it nor can I share it,

It is something a human heart cannot bear.

But from what I have asked from facts of my past,

Is this life truly unfair?