Why is the truth so hard to speak?
Even with those you keep so close
They are like secrets swept under the rug,
Words only for you to repeat

You feel as if revealing these words would make you vulnerable,
Would make your darkness regrets evident
And the thought of it makes you swell up and explode
Even if they are so close, you see them as malevolent

So why do we hide our deepest feelings?
Why do we refuse to share our true emotions?
Even if we wear our hearts on our sleeves
Your secrets, you plan on never revealing.
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