No pretending it’s not,
Best open flood gates bursting at the seams,
Than leave an unsaid thought,
To unleash emotions, why chain them down,
When they’re only tamed free?
To spare the feelings of those around you,
From what’s really your true identity?
Or is it? You know you can never know.
Some try and live that way,
Proportionally they’re no happier,
Than living for the day.
So who’s to know?
You, you clueless human,
Maybe you’d have figured it out by now,
If you went out every once and again.
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