What if I told them,
That finally, I understood,
And that they didn’t have to hide,
From this secret.
Any longer.
Would be they be relieved,
Would they themselves understand,
What I was speaking of,
And would they even believe,
If they could.
Somehow I just know that the answer,
Is a perfect, simple no,
And I guess in that way,
I can protect the remnants of childhood,
Playing the part carelessly.
✾themeekarestillhere✾
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