There is much
I will not admit
not even to myself
buried so deep I can't find it
to give to someone else

There is much
I will admit
I lie even to myself
create a life that says I'm fine
the truth up on a shelf

I leave the darkest days up there
forgotten covered in dust
I do not want them
they are not mine
do not say I must

I am me
here and how
My past just was not fair
I left it there
way back when
of it I am no longer aware

01/22/2006