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Secrets kept
Never to be told
Left unsaid
They burn a hole
Eat you up
Close ones wanting to know
From them you must protect
The secrets kept
They get angry that you don’t communicate
They think you a model daughter
An image that you must protect
I am who I am
But a stranger I have become
Its too far gone to start to talk
The bridge has been burnt
There is no longer trust
Light fades
I relax my guard
Cry myself to sleep
For the secrets I must keep
They wonder why I’m never home
Mainly cos it doesn’t feel like home
I’ve moved out before
I’ll move out again
In two years I should be able to buy
Until then I bid my time
Hoping I don’t crack.