Why do we hold these things inside?

The little things we’ll never say.

Is it because we don’t want them to know?

To know who we are?

Or do we hide out of fear?

Are we scared?

We are scared.

We don't want others to know who we are.

Who we really are


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Our world
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I love this poem. It exposes the truth about ourselves that we all hide.

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