"I wish I could show y'all inside my brain
So i wouldn't have to say or write my thoughts
I fear that if i were to write them or say them, I'd make it true
And they are not thoughts i want to be true
I don't know what I want.
Not pity, definitely, that's what my family would give me.
Along with anger. And disappointment.
I don't wanna see that.
I guess I'm scared.
Of the reactions possible should my thoughts truly be let out.
I be honest. Honest to a point.
A point i have never crossed.
Because by not telling, i am lying.
Always."