Sometimes you don't know
why you do the things you do.
Denying these emotions
you know don't belong to you.
And you get so scared..
You deny,
deny the truth.
But maybe it's not,
it can't be true.
I'm so scared
scared of you..
All your pressure,
I never knew the real you,
Why can't we ever
just tell eachother the truth?
We're all scared.
its your one of rich poems... agreed with your idea relating to the truth and on ground reality regarding the scaring about omiting truth... well done dear friend... best poem