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Sick to my mind with worry

Afraid that soon my secret will get out

Cannot hold it in much longer

At times I just want to scream and shout

Inside I am screaming

I think I need help

Am I dying?

I cannot talk,

Afraid that I will slip up

If my secret gets out, I will be sent away

I cannot handle going to a place for crazy people

Like I have seen in all the movies,

I cannot deal with no privacy

but I got to get out of here

Feeling like I am trapped

Somedays it is just too hard to get out of bed

Takes too much effort to wake up

Cannot stand remembering all that I once held onto

Too painful to let it all go

So down this long, hard road I continue to go