Trust is what I'll never give
Comfort is what's uncomfortable
Letting in is letting go
It's me I'll never let you know
Stories with alarming substance
Truth I wish were lies
I'm sure you'd try to empathize
Confidence tainted with fear
It's me you'll never know, my dear
Secrets that I want to tell
Talents I don't possess
Power given to the weak
My dark secrets are what you seek
Travels made and what I've seen
It's knowing me that is obscene
It's me that I don't know
Author notes
Written June 30th, 2006
A contest entry
- i wanna cry by ToTheMoonAndBack.
400 points, ended July 9, 2006, 12 entries
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great job, you did a good job on expressing the way people dont know you and you dont know your self ( or thats what i got from this)thanks for entering and GOODLUCK
Delicate<3
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