you don't know me
not who I truly am,
not who I am on the inside;
not the other part of me.
you don't know me,
you haven't seen me,
not that hidden, secret part of me,
not that place inside me,
that place in the shadows,
this place that is concealed,
from the eyes of others.
you don't know me,
not yet,
maybe not ever,
but at least you got to meet,
the bright, cheerful side of me,
the side that is always,
trying to be happy and at
her best for the sake of all.
we all have our secrets
some are dark,
a few darker than others,
but we have our bright secrets too,
those that shine bright like the sun.
for now, let us focus on these bright secrets,
for our dark ones may be sad,
and they might darken our day,
because there will be a day,
when we can let our dark secrets show,
but for now,
You don't know me.
Dec 23, 2017
Dec 23, 2017 at 3:18 PM UTC
you don't know me
not who I truly am,
not who I am on the inside;
not the other part of me.
you don't know me,
you haven't seen me,
not that hidden, secret part of me,
not that place inside me,
that place in the shadows,
this place that is concealed,
from the eyes of others.
you don't know me,
not yet,
maybe not ever,
but at least you got to meet,
the bright, cheerful side of me,
the side that is always,
trying to be happy and at
her best for the sake of all.
we all have our secrets
some are dark,
a few darker than others,
but we have our bright secrets too,
those that shine bright like the sun.
for now, let us focus on these bright secrets,
for our dark ones may be sad,
and they might darken our day,
because there will be a day,
when we can let our dark secrets show,
but for now,
You don't know me.
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