Not I

Have you ever had a secret

You wished you could tell someone

But you knew you could tell no one

And it slowly killed you from the inside

Because the only person you actually wanted to tell

Is the only person you could never tell

And so you had to keep on going

As if nothing bothered you at all

And pretend you didn't want to scream

Have you ever had those dreams

In which you were finally yourself

And no one judged you for being you

And no Provedencial eye would frown

For the shape He laid your frame in

And then woken from that world

To remember none of it was real

Except the anvil in your chest

That was still all too real

Have you ever felt like this

Probably not. That's okay.

Neither have I.

Nope.

Not me.

I'm fine.