Sitting down An empty notebook in front of me A pencil in hand How do I write this Knowing it will be read aloud Shared A piece of me Shared with others I don't trust of whom I see everyday yet, don't know Will they abuse the knowledge, the insight, the possibility of power over me, I'm giving them? I could write it about something else about someone else Someone who as effected me Who has changed me, made an impact in my life but I don't want to This is something I need to write maybe it'll help me cope maybe it'll help me move on This is something I need to write but I'm not sure its something that needs to be shared but I'm not sure they'd even care (probably best that they don't) I'm painting a picture with words detailed enough so they can see vaguely enough so they might not understand: That I'm giving them a piece of me
I have issues with trust. Its different when your face to face, when you have to see them everyday, than posting somewhat anonymously in an, in my experience, accepting environment that is hello poetry. Preparing myself for embarrassment and over vulnerability.. I'm doing this to myself