We carry secrets all our life.We are secretive about what we adore, who we love, what we really like, what turns us on, what we wish for, and what we hate. We are so caught up in our secretive worlds in our minds and we are cowards. Cowards, because we won't say it, we never will. And then we wonder why doesn't anyone truly know us? And why are we lonely? We lie to ourselves about being happy, when we are not. We pretend to show life is in control, and it isn't. We are afraid to be real and vulnerable. We are cowards.
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