You had one to may secrets, were too afraid of being vulnerable.  I am now that way too.
I always thought you were just stubborn, didn't love me in anyway, but now I know the truth.
You told me I was the child wife, never wanting to speak of anything strong, but you were wrong.
You were the child restricting my speech, it is something I'd never believe, but you wanted to make me leave.
I could speak on no serious matter, because of the words I knew you'd soon speak, it was hard to think.
I wanted to speak politics, future plans,  literature strong and true.
But you my friend, made me afraid, of the things I always wanted to do.