Stay Invisible

September 14, 2010
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My hand moves rhythmically
Across the page
Blue ink staining the white paper.
Scratches and Scrawls
Turn into words before my eyes
Mimicking my thoughts.
Every fear
Every dream
Put on a page for the world to see
To judge
To learn what’s inside me
What I really am.
My hand stops moving.
I stare at the page filled with words.
I crumple it up and hide it away from the world.
Now no one will ever know.

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