Somethings are Better Left Alone…

People are getting tired of asking what’s wrong,

and

She is running out of nothings to tell.

 

In herself, she carries a fire,

A fire of words, of feelings,

of emotions, of stories.

 

Somethings, she will never be able to open up about.

Inside they burn her,

Outside they are nothing more than a wandering smoke.

 

How to fix this,

How to begin…or

Even from where…

– aak92

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Anonymous

 

You say, I am quite easy to read

Because I am nothing but an open book

If that’s so,

Then why do you keep getting me wrong?

 

You see only what I let you

You only see the outside me

The side, I show to the world

The other, I keep under wraps

 

There is a complexity inside

How deep it goes,

Even I can’t tell

Then how can you?

 

You think you know me well

Think again, pal

I might be an open book

But you aren’t just reading me right.

– aak92

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