The Truth

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The truth is out
So why did I shut down?
I told them all...
Who I really am

Secrets uncovered
From a chest locked away so long ago
For shrike I thought I lost all hope
They always knew
But a word was never said

After all these thoughts were bursting...
Through my head
The truth is always so hard to tell
It's complicated to break out of a shell

Feeling sick and anxious
It's time to board up the doors
For I don't want anyone inside anymore
Opening up is not 'my thing'
All it does is fill me with..
overwhelming anxiety

Now she knows... and so does he
Sometimes I just want to flee
Being looked at so differently
The truth is told
But as what cost?

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